She's sweet... in a crazy chuck e cheese animatronic creature kind of
way.
~Andy, Reaper
This Blog is here for me and or anyone who wants to read it. I will mainly be posting quotes I find. I don't mean to infringe on anyone's privacy or hurt anyone by quoting wrong, its how I want things to be remembered.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
I knew how I felt, but I couldn't come up with a good enough reason why I should feel that way. I believed happiness was something you had to earn through a suitable measure of suffering, the way the characters in my favorite books struggled with blindness, polio, Nazis, shipwreck, blizzards - unspeakable adversities through which, damaged but undefeated, they endured. And what had I suffered? Not one damn thing.
~Skin Game: a Memoir, Caroline Kettlewell pg11
~Skin Game: a Memoir, Caroline Kettlewell pg11
To draw something is to try and capture it forever.
~City of Ashes pg441
Scotch with Splenda! Tastes like Splenda, gets you drunk like scotch.
~Michael, the office
"Because you weren't in love with him. That's an iffy proposition, and I think he's handling it with grace. A lot of teenage boys would sulk, or lurk around your window with a boom box."
"No one has a boom box anymore. that was the eighties."
~City of Glass pg11
I went to therapy because I wanted to see if i could learn to inhabit my one life, and not just watch it from the wings like a stage manager.
~Skin Game: a memoir, Caroline kettlewell pg164
~City of Ashes pg441
Scotch with Splenda! Tastes like Splenda, gets you drunk like scotch.
~Michael, the office
"Because you weren't in love with him. That's an iffy proposition, and I think he's handling it with grace. A lot of teenage boys would sulk, or lurk around your window with a boom box."
"No one has a boom box anymore. that was the eighties."
~City of Glass pg11
I went to therapy because I wanted to see if i could learn to inhabit my one life, and not just watch it from the wings like a stage manager.
~Skin Game: a memoir, Caroline kettlewell pg164
Ivy sat still with her head down. At one time she would have prayed to her angels for strength, but she couldn't anymore. She held herself still, wrapping her arms around herself. She shut down all thoughts, all feelings; She blocked out all the angry words that whirled around her. Numb, she would stay numb; if only she could stay numb forever.
~Kissed By an Angel pg223
If i feel the urge to burst into flames, I'll let you know.
~Simon, City of Glass pg15
I have a fetish for Damsels in distress.
~Sebastian, City of Glass pg135
~Kissed By an Angel pg223
If i feel the urge to burst into flames, I'll let you know.
~Simon, City of Glass pg15
I have a fetish for Damsels in distress.
~Sebastian, City of Glass pg135
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Once again, I wanted to kill something in myself, wanted to bleed it out until I was left with the bare, clean baseline, the absolute zero from which point i could rebuild a better version of myself.
Could my history be read on my face?
~Skin Game pg123
I still cant quite convince myself that anyone has ever loved me enough to be sorry when I was gone.
What happened next was that a perfect, straight line of blood bloomed from under the edge of the blade. The line grew into a long, fat bubble, a lush crimson bubble that got bigger and bigger. I watched from above, waiting to see how big it would get before it burst. When it did, i felt awesome. Satisfied, finally. then exhausted.
~Cut, Patricia McCormick pg3
Your black leather chair groans like a living thing. Like a cow it used to be before somebody killed it and turned it into a chair in a shrinks office in a loony bin.
~Cut, Patricia McCormick pg1
I wanted to cut for the cut itself, for the delicate severing of capillaries, the transgression of veins. I needed to cut the way your lungs scream for air when you swim the length of the pool underwater in one breath.
~Skin Game: a memoir, Caroline Kettlewell pg13
The idea and urge to cut seemed to arise from my very skin itself.
~Skin Game pg58
I cut for dread of the future
~Skin Game pg65
Could my history be read on my face?
~Skin Game pg123
I still cant quite convince myself that anyone has ever loved me enough to be sorry when I was gone.
What happened next was that a perfect, straight line of blood bloomed from under the edge of the blade. The line grew into a long, fat bubble, a lush crimson bubble that got bigger and bigger. I watched from above, waiting to see how big it would get before it burst. When it did, i felt awesome. Satisfied, finally. then exhausted.
~Cut, Patricia McCormick pg3
Your black leather chair groans like a living thing. Like a cow it used to be before somebody killed it and turned it into a chair in a shrinks office in a loony bin.
~Cut, Patricia McCormick pg1
I wanted to cut for the cut itself, for the delicate severing of capillaries, the transgression of veins. I needed to cut the way your lungs scream for air when you swim the length of the pool underwater in one breath.
~Skin Game: a memoir, Caroline Kettlewell pg13
The idea and urge to cut seemed to arise from my very skin itself.
~Skin Game pg58
I cut for dread of the future
~Skin Game pg65
I wasn't after happiness anymore. I just wanted to survive.
~Bloodletting, Victoria Leatham pg1
Life is a tragedy for those who feel, and a comedy for those who think.
~La Bruyere
Sober, I didn't trust men at all, they were partially to blame for this.
~Bloodletting pg29
Don't sit on your dreams. Think big and act big. You can be an eagle in this world, or you can be a cow.
...As someone shoved a fouled-up program over my desk for the thousandth time, I had an almost uncontrollable urge to moo.
~Sam, Jack Weyland pg114
When angry, count to four; when very angry, swear.
~Samuel L. Clemmings (Mark Twain)
Glory belongs to God alone.
~City of Glass, pg493
"Weakness and corruption isn't in the world" Clary snapped. "It's in people. And it always will be. The world just needs good people to balance it out. And you're planning to kill them all."
~City of Glass pg474
Then come to realize that you're making mountains out of molehills. Realize how pretty you've become. Sure, it may feel like you cant get a grip in this town. it may seem that every time someone offers you a hand up, they just let go and you slip further down. But you must stop being so pessimistic, Hannah, and learn to trust those around you. So I do, one more time.
~Thirteen Reasons Why pg145
Here's a tip. If you touch a girl, even as a joke, and she pushed you off, leave.. her... alone. Don't touch her.
She walked the same halls he did, but it was as if she traveled in another world.
~Kissed By an Angel, Elisabeth Chandler pg21
He told you that being around you was like bleeding to death slowly.
~City of Glass pg303
Then I decided that it was time to get out the razor. Cutting was the only thing that would make me feel better; there was no other way I could handle being with myself anymore.
~Bloodletting pg32
I kept cutting, because it worked. When i cut, i felt better for a while. When i cut, my life no longer overwhelmed me.
~Skin Game pg176
~Bloodletting, Victoria Leatham pg1
Life is a tragedy for those who feel, and a comedy for those who think.
~La Bruyere
Sober, I didn't trust men at all, they were partially to blame for this.
~Bloodletting pg29
Don't sit on your dreams. Think big and act big. You can be an eagle in this world, or you can be a cow.
...As someone shoved a fouled-up program over my desk for the thousandth time, I had an almost uncontrollable urge to moo.
~Sam, Jack Weyland pg114
When angry, count to four; when very angry, swear.
~Samuel L. Clemmings (Mark Twain)
Glory belongs to God alone.
~City of Glass, pg493
"Weakness and corruption isn't in the world" Clary snapped. "It's in people. And it always will be. The world just needs good people to balance it out. And you're planning to kill them all."
~City of Glass pg474
Then come to realize that you're making mountains out of molehills. Realize how pretty you've become. Sure, it may feel like you cant get a grip in this town. it may seem that every time someone offers you a hand up, they just let go and you slip further down. But you must stop being so pessimistic, Hannah, and learn to trust those around you. So I do, one more time.
~Thirteen Reasons Why pg145
Here's a tip. If you touch a girl, even as a joke, and she pushed you off, leave.. her... alone. Don't touch her.
She walked the same halls he did, but it was as if she traveled in another world.
~Kissed By an Angel, Elisabeth Chandler pg21
He told you that being around you was like bleeding to death slowly.
~City of Glass pg303
Then I decided that it was time to get out the razor. Cutting was the only thing that would make me feel better; there was no other way I could handle being with myself anymore.
~Bloodletting pg32
I kept cutting, because it worked. When i cut, i felt better for a while. When i cut, my life no longer overwhelmed me.
~Skin Game pg176
I'm going to smile like nothings wrong, talk like everything's perfect, act like its all a dream, and pretend its not hurting me.
You go on in life because another day rolls around and expects things of you.
~Skin Game: a memoir, Caroline Kettlewell pg22
Why? that's the question you always come back to, the tough one. Why cut? Why of all things, take a razor blade to my skin?
~Skin Game: A memoir pg58
You have to act crazy in crazy ways, after all, to look crazy.
~Skin Game pg70
It is desire that makes us suffer.
~Buddhist Saying
I needed cutting now the way a diabetic needs insulin
The size of the cut mattered less than the volume of blood.
I'd discovered a way to control my feelings.
~Bloodletting pg7
You go on in life because another day rolls around and expects things of you.
~Skin Game: a memoir, Caroline Kettlewell pg22
Why? that's the question you always come back to, the tough one. Why cut? Why of all things, take a razor blade to my skin?
~Skin Game: A memoir pg58
You have to act crazy in crazy ways, after all, to look crazy.
~Skin Game pg70
It is desire that makes us suffer.
~Buddhist Saying
I needed cutting now the way a diabetic needs insulin
The size of the cut mattered less than the volume of blood.
I'd discovered a way to control my feelings.
~Bloodletting pg7
A safety pin and hairspray. Rubbing alcohol's good, too. But Hair spray's the best. it makes your scars puff up.
~Cut, Patricia McCormick pg 122
The joke is about a family riding along in a brand new convertible. the car hits a bump, and one of the kids, a girl names Ruth, falls out. But the family keeps on driving. Ruthlessly. "Get it?" he would say, grinning. "Ruthlessly?"
~Cut, Patricia McCormick pg42
How much of the way we end up seeing ourselves is shaped by our own interpretations?"
~Skin Game pg23
Sleeping was better than giving in to the urge to hurt myself, no matter how much I believed I deserved it.
~Bloodletting pg77
I have a high pain threshold. In fact, its less of a threshold and more of a large and tastefully decorated foyer.
~Jace, City of Bones, Melissa Claire pg 296
Love takes your choices away.
Long is the way and hard, that out of Hell leads up to light.
~John Milton, Paradise Lost.
I only count the hours that shine.
If you really love something, you never try to keep it the way it is forever. you have to let it be free to change.
~City of Ashes, Melissa Claire pg441
I never realized this before, but Ice is the best-tasting thing in the entire world. I could eat ice for breakfast, lunch, dinner and dessert. i wish i could live on ice.
~the Burn Journals pg32
She was standing a little ways away, wearing brown leather pants and a tight black t-shirt that said "Whatever doesn't kill me.. Had better start running."
~City of Glass
~Cut, Patricia McCormick pg 122
The joke is about a family riding along in a brand new convertible. the car hits a bump, and one of the kids, a girl names Ruth, falls out. But the family keeps on driving. Ruthlessly. "Get it?" he would say, grinning. "Ruthlessly?"
~Cut, Patricia McCormick pg42
How much of the way we end up seeing ourselves is shaped by our own interpretations?"
~Skin Game pg23
Sleeping was better than giving in to the urge to hurt myself, no matter how much I believed I deserved it.
~Bloodletting pg77
I have a high pain threshold. In fact, its less of a threshold and more of a large and tastefully decorated foyer.
~Jace, City of Bones, Melissa Claire pg 296
Love takes your choices away.
Long is the way and hard, that out of Hell leads up to light.
~John Milton, Paradise Lost.
I only count the hours that shine.
If you really love something, you never try to keep it the way it is forever. you have to let it be free to change.
~City of Ashes, Melissa Claire pg441
I never realized this before, but Ice is the best-tasting thing in the entire world. I could eat ice for breakfast, lunch, dinner and dessert. i wish i could live on ice.
~the Burn Journals pg32
She was standing a little ways away, wearing brown leather pants and a tight black t-shirt that said "Whatever doesn't kill me.. Had better start running."
~City of Glass
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
The next time you work on your trees, don't think about trees. think about love, or hate, or joy, or rage - whatever makes you feel something, makes your palms sweat or your toes curl. Focus on that feeling. When people don't express themselves, they die one piece at a time.
~Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak pg122
~Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak pg122
Is nothing more fascinating than our own blood? The scarlet beauty of it the pulsing immediacy. the way it courses through its endless circuit of comings and goings, slipping and rushing and seeping down to the cells of us, the intimate insider that knows all thew news, that's been down to the mail room and up to the boardroom.
~Skin Game: a memoir, Caroline Kettlewell pg 3&4
~Skin Game: a memoir, Caroline Kettlewell pg 3&4
Monday, May 18, 2009
Cutting
Why cant you get it
its just what I do.
I don't want to talk about it,
its mainly because of you!
You make me hate myself
the way you point out all my flaws
and blame me for things.
its no wonder i dont do it more
i just wish they were easier to cover
so you would leave me alone.
its just what I do.
I don't want to talk about it,
its mainly because of you!
You make me hate myself
the way you point out all my flaws
and blame me for things.
its no wonder i dont do it more
i just wish they were easier to cover
so you would leave me alone.
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