On the Verge of Kleptomania.

You don’t have to get a job that makes others feel comfortable about what they perceive as your success. You don’t have to explain what you plan to do with your life. You don’t have to justify your education by demonstrating its financial rewards. You don’t have to maintain an impeccable credit score. Anyone who expects you to do any of those things has no sense of history or economics or science or the arts.

You have to pay your own electric bill. You have to be kind. You have to give it all you got. You have to find people who love you truly and love them back with the same truth.

But that’s all.

A daily struggle but a good reminder.

[Dear Sugar, The Rumpus (via shana-elmsford; sararenee)]

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13 hours ago -

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For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.

F Scott Fitzgerald

17 hours ago -

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In the gutters of the city
I have tried to find some meaning.
In the arms of fallen women.
In the thought of suicide.
Like a firework unexploded,
Wanting life but never
knowing how…

He was calling out her name,
Shouting what, he did not know
And he found that he was standing on a chair
With a heart as clean and new
As the freshly fallen snow,
The night that Goldman spoke…

I’ve been waiting for you.