— Narrator, Beauty and the Beast (1991)
— Fun. - Some Nights
In the past three days, I’ve gone at lengths to sit and talk with someone, have a fun phone call, give a homeless person part of my hamburger, and essentially make people’s lives a little more easier. When is it my turn?
I’m tired of being the person that can be there, and can help solve the world’s problems. I want my problems solved. I don’t want to be so alone anymore.
I’m growing really tired of being bummed out. Really tired of being at people’s mercy. Really fucking tired of living the unstable lifestyle I’ve adopted this past month. The thing I’m most tired of is how jealous I get of the people around me, and the harmony they experience. I know that my ship hasn’t come to port yet, but how many more miles until I can sleep?
— Ben Willis (Cashback, 2006)
Yep, Tumblr, I just used the doomed relationship between Rose and her Doctor to convey how fucking sad and lonely I am right now.
Fuck. Well, Whovians, enjoy.
So, I have ZERO plans for July 4th, and am sitting in my apartment alone, sipping wine. I’m watching “Y Tu Mama Tambien” for the 100th time, because I need an escape from everything right now. I want to find my “Boca del Cielo.” Just for a couple weeks. I want to go on the soul-searching, grow up through crazy adventures road trip that they go through. And I definitely wanna lay Luisa, but who doesn’t?
— Jodi Picoult, My Sister’s Keeper
I hate feeling lonely when you’re surrounded by people. The paradox is ridiculous. And so self-centered. But also unavoidable.
I haven’t been sleeping well for the past few days, and I haven’t figured out why. I’m exhausted already, and I have two super long days of work left. But life is okay. I’m just trying to sleep, and its not working too well. Either ill fall asleep really late, or ill wake up and not be able to go back to bed. I’m sleeping with one of my guitars tonight. Maybe she’ll comfort me. Either way, I got this. I know that in the end I’m still surviving, and that’s what counts.