“The tragedy of life isn’t that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long for it to begin.”
— One Tree Hill
“All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better.”
Love and Equality
I always feel like I’m struggling to become someone else. Like I’m trying to find a new place, grab hold of a new life, a new personality. I guess it’s part of growing up, yet it’s also an attempt to reinvent myself. By becoming a different me, I could free myself of everything. I seriously believed I could escape myself—as long as I made the effort. But I always hit a dead end. No matter where I go, I still end up me. What’s missing never changes. The scenery may change, but I’m still the same old incomplete person. The same missing elements torture me with a hunger that I can never satisfy. I guess that lack itself is as close as I’ll come to defining myself. And I just don’t have the confidence to win over that force in me.
There can be no happiness if the things we believe in are different from the things we do.
-Freya Madeline Stark
