#ups

All my joys resemble more a momentary intoxication than the real gold of happiness. It was all but an illusion. ↗

— Richard von Krafft-Ebing

#depair #depression #happiness #illusion #joy

I was clinging to all that had been and, in an ideal world, all that we had hoped for. He, he wanted out. ↗

— Freya North

#breakups

Yes, you are right! I am your leftover trash. I hope you know a bum got to eat too. I believe you were one when I met you. ↗

— Touaxia Vang

#hate #leftovers #relationship #breakups

Wait!" he yelled. I didn't turn around, I walked faster. Then I heard him slam his fist on the hood of his car. I almost stopped. Maybe I would have if he'd followed me. But he didn't. He got in his car and he left, just like he said he would. ↗

— Jenny Han

#conrad #jerk #breakups

remember you are not you, now. you are you a year from now. how does that woman walk? she is not sick or sad. doesn’t even remember today. has been to Europe. what song is she humming? now. right now. that’s it. ↗

— Marty McConnell

#moving-on #strength #breakups

a) he's late. b) he's acting like an asshole and blowing me off. c)he's gotten into a horrible car crash that's left dead. The most likely answer is A. (We went to prom together, and the limo had to wait in his driveway for half an hour. At the end of the night, we got charged for an extra hour. He- read: his parents- paid for it, but still.) ↗

— Lauren Barnholdt

#breakup #danger #ex #road-trip #breakups

If your heart is broken, do you have a phantom heart? ↗

— Damon Suede

#gay-romance #longing #breakups

I remember in 'Law of Desire,' where I played a homosexual, that people were more upset that I kissed a man on the mouth than I killed a man. It's interesting to see how people can pardon you for murdering a man, but they can't pardon you for kissing one. ↗

— Antonio Banderas

#homosexual #how #i #i remember #interesting

The 60s passed and faded and I grew older, and in 1987 bought a house in upstate New York, and it turned out that John Brown was buried down the road from my house and that he had lived there longer than anywhere else and his house was still standing. ↗

— Russell Banks

#bought #brown #buried #down #down the road

- Why are you drinking? - the little prince asked. - In order to forget - replied the drunkard. - To forget what? - enquired the little prince, who was already feeling sorry for him. - To forget that I am ashamed - the drunkard confessed, hanging his head. - Ashamed of what? - asked the little prince who wanted to help him. - Ashamed of drinking! - concluded the drunkard, withdrawing into total silence. And the little prince went away, puzzled. 'Grown-ups really are very, very odd', he said to himself as he continued his journey. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#grown-ups #problem-solving #self-respect #faith