Flowers, anyone?
(via Solidair)
When you’re young, you’re afraid of being alone. Solitude is a burden and you try to escape from it. You always wonder when it’s going to come to an end. Sometimes you can’t get rid of it. Later, you use it in a different way. You’ve learned how to live with it, and you don’t try to get rid of it by all means anymore. After all you may call this resignation, but I don’t think it’s harmful. You’re not just standing there, in pain, asking yourself “Why am I alone? Why don’t I go out?” etc. You don’t ask yourself these questions anymore. You adapt yourself. Living alone does not mean living in nothingness.
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| — | Morrissey (via spmorrissey) |
When you’re a teenager and in your early twenties it seems desperately eternal and excruciatingly painful. Whereas as you grow older you realise that most things are excruciatingly painful and that is the human condition. Most of us continue to survive because we’re convinced that somewhere along the line, with grit and determination and perseverance, we will end up in some magical union with somebody. It’s a fallacy, of course, but it’s a form of religion. You have to believe. There is a light that never goes out and it’s called hope.” Morrissey
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| — | Morrissey (via rabbitinthemoon) |
