"The masses have never thirsted after truth. They demand illusions, and cannot do without them. They constantly give what is unreal precedence over what is real; they are almost as strongly influenced by what is untrue as by what is true. They have an evident tendency not to distinguish between the two."

Sigmund Freud, Group Psychology and The Analysis of The Ego 

But there is a maddening implication that exists in this assertion—a truth, even—the mere act contended here, the indifference to truth, itself, is the heaviest truth that can ever bow before us. 

Burn the midnight oil, pull yourself together.

Burn the midnight oil, pull yourself together.

(Source: vinylespassion)

elliejune:

I had no ideahe would carry that applauselike a canvas upon his shoulders Terrified by his grace,my forever slew-slung escape—we merge 

elliejune:

I had no idea
he would 
carry 
that applause
like a canvas 
upon his 
shoulders 

Terrified by his grace,
my forever slew-slung escape—
we merge 

(Source: e-ngram)

"Line of Fire," by Junip

(Source: ma-riam)

"This is a war universe. War all the time. That is its nature. There may be other universes based on all sorts of other principles, but ours seems to be based on war and games."

William S. Burroughs 

An uncanny depiction of my law school experience thus far. 

An uncanny depiction of my law school experience thus far. 

(Source: blejz)

"Holes," by Electric Guest

(Source: Spotify)

"I’m bleeding, I’m not just making conversation."

Richard Siken, Wishbone 

Untitled, 2013.Elea García
Looks like fun.

Untitled, 2013.
Elea García

Looks like fun.

(Source: champagnepapucho)

"You can’t measure the mutual affection of two human beings by the number of words they exchange."

Milan Kundera, Identity 

"Claire de Lune," by Flight Facilities 

The most important things are the hardest things to say. Just when things start to get good—in between the uproar and velvet divide— consonants abandon the tongue, and have me chute through vowels, straight and narrow through audible friction. 
It troubles me to say anybody’s name at all—Pronouncing an existence is only proof of my ownAnd I am surely not ready to be known

The most important things are the hardest things to say. Just when things start to get good—in between the uproar and velvet divide— consonants abandon the tongue, and have me chute through vowels, straight and narrow through audible friction. 


It troubles me to say
anybody’s name at all—
Pronouncing an existence
is only proof of my own
And I am surely
not ready to be known

(Source: solitaire-solidaire)

"The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them - words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller, but for want of an understanding ear."

Stephen King, "The Body", Different Seasons