It sucks when you’re driving with your friends and Lana is playing on your ipod, then they say “This shit sucks” and ask you to put on mainstream things. I’d know because it just happened to me…
The truth is everything about me that irritates you are parts of you, you’re unwilling to accept. Which is why you misinterpret my sincerity for arrogance. My jokes for egoism. My play as war. Despite that, there is nothing that will taint my view of you, because when I look upon you, all I see is love. Nothing you say that is so hateful will ever change that, and I believe that alone scares you far more than anything else in this world. Because it means you are loveable.
There are some things about myself I can’t explain to anyone. There are some things I don’t understand at all. I can’t tell what I think about things or what I’m after. I don’t know what my strengths are or what I’m supposed to do about them. But if I start thinking about these things in too much detail the whole thing gets scary. And if I get scared I can only think about myself. I become really self-centered, and without meaning to, I hurt people. So I’m not such a wonderful human being.

(Source: goodreads.com)

I beg you, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.

(Source: seenecdoche)

i love you just a little too much