aliceflynn:

Not My Circus Not My Monkey Polish Proverb
"Self care" is a phrase I keep in mind to manage stress in life. It is important to maintain our own peace of mind while the stressful drama of others whirls around us.

aliceflynn:

Not My Circus Not My Monkey Polish Proverb

"Self care" is a phrase I keep in mind to manage stress in life. It is important to maintain our own peace of mind while the stressful drama of others whirls around us.


God Bless Americ—

God Bless Americ—

(Source: such-heights, via mostlypoptarts)

There is no such thing as coincidence, gentlemen. There is only inevitability.

Yuuko, “Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle.”

I am what many would call, often as accusation, a ‘non-believer.’ It’s a charge I consider unfair. Because all of us, no matter the connection we feel, or don’t, when sitting under the stars, or feel the world closing in, doing what comes naturally, or rearranging the furniture…All of us believe in something. I believe in many things. I believe in first impressions, and second chances. For strippers, priests, and hopeless, hapless sisters. I believe in telling the truth to people you love at every possible turn, and lying, just a little, at what seems the appropriate time. I believe in finding people you’d run through a brick wall for, and making sure they know it, if in not so many words. But mostly, I believe in justice. Sweet, straight, and otherwise. Justice.

Mary Shannon, ‘In Plain Sight’

I stare agape at Sunday-in-the-park couples. Sidewalk strollers, fingers-laced, heads-on-shoulders, hearts laid bare. Audacious high wire artists, soaring netless… oblivious or brave? Arrogant idiots, I muse from my spectator view, hoping no one hears the screaming inside my head.

Mary Shannon, In Plain Sight, ‘To Serg, With Love’

"Let’s not refer to them as ‘innocent.’"

"They were innocent."

"What if he kills a prostitute next? Or a woman walking home drunk late at night in a short skirt? Will they be in some way ‘less’ innocent, therefore less deserving? Culpable? The media loves to divide women into virgins and vamps. Angels or whores. Let’s not encourage them."

Stella Gibson and Jim Burns, ‘The Fall,’ Season 1, episode three.

No one knows what’s going on in someone else’s mind. Life would be intolerable if we did.

Paul Spector, ‘The Fall,’ Season 1, episode one.

If you wanna call me, call me, call me.
You don’t have to worry ‘bout it baby.
You can wake me up in the dead of the night;
Wreck my plans, baby that’s alright.
This is a drop everything kind of thing.
Swing on by I’ll pour you a drink.
The door’s unlocked. I’ll leave on the lights
Baby you can crash my party anytime.

Crash My Party by Luke Bryan (via travelingthrutwistedtransitions)

(Source: randomfixations)

You’re like twenty-two girls in one,
And none of them know what they’re running from.
Was it just too far too fall
For a little paper doll?

John Mayer, “Paper Doll”