“That’s one of the reasons I never wanted to get married. The last thing I wanted was infinite security and to be the place an arrow shoots off from. I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows from a Fourth of July rocket.”
— The Bell Jar
I’m feeling very dry and uninspired today. I just want to curl up and read Sylvia Plath, but I’m too tired to stay awake. Oh well.
Why am I such a horrible writer?
And epic procrastinator.
My laptop keeps shutting off spontaneously.
I’m really afraid to start writing my papers. I can sense a disaster waiting to happen
“Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.”
— Bruce Lee (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)
I love Cash Cab.
Also, I’m hungry. Why is there nothing to eat in this house?
Going to bed, I feel like shit all of a sudden.
I can’t wait to go to Chicago during Christmas break and see my buddy.
=D
