My only relief is to sleep. When I’m sleeping, I’m not sad, I’m not angry, I’m not lonely, I’m nothing.
I’m doing badly, I’m doing well, whichever you prefer.
― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena (via kafkaesque-world)
When thinking about life remember this; no amount of guilt can solve the past and no amount of anxiety can change the future.
You can’t keep dancing with the devil and ask why you’re still in hell
Don’t admire people too much. They might disappoint you.