Te pasas toda la vida atorado en el laberinto, pensando en cómo vas a escapar de ahí un día y qué fabuloso será; imaginar ese futuro te mantiene con vida, pero nunca te escapas. Sólo utilizas el futuro para escapar del presente.
-Buscando a Alaska
Finally came up with how my sleeve will go! A dragon starting on my shoulder breathing smoke and some fire (the Cheshire Cat emerging slightly in smoke somewhere with “we’re all mad here) onto a tree which will go from burning to blossoming (with some pills in the foliage) full trunk to roots encompassing an anatomical heart on forearm. On grass level of image some mushrooms before earth element symbol with a horse- shoe and surrounding stars to fill. All ending just before wrist. Now I just need to find an artist….
Not sure if it’s a hormonal shift or if I’ve truly met a girl with the perfect face, body and personality to keep me from looking anywhere else? Her quirks don’t even bother me, they’re more funny than anything to me. For some reason I trust her completely, fell honestly in love so fast and feel responsible for her and her happiness …
But what defines positivity? And by who’s measures am I “successfully” reaching a better self if I have such a hard time determining an idea of “self”?
"Everything that kills me makes me feel alive"
I tend to exercise this idea that had I made certain different choices I maybe a more artsy, knowledgable person and through that a much happier person (“but happiness born of a deeper complexity or greater simplicity” - my cranium)
What is the true importance of responsibility?