January 2010
15 posts
“I need a place where I can shout and weep. I have to be a Spanish savage at some...”
– Anaïs Nin (via expose) (via suicideunderground)
Even after all this time the sun never says, "You...
(via fuckyeahhappy)
Where Did the Time Go? Do Not Ask the Brain (New... →
psychotherapy:
Time may march, or ebb, or sift, or creep, but in early January it feels as if it has bolted like an angry dinner guest, leaving conversations unfinished, relationships still stuck, bad habits unbroken, goals unachieved.
“I think for many people, we think about our goals, and if nothing much has happened with those then suddenly it seems like it was just yesterday that we set...
