I was born without a skin. I dreamed once that I stood naked in a garden and that it was carefully and neatly peeled, like a fruit. Not an inch of skin left on my body. It was all gently pulled off, all of it, and then I was told to walk, to live, to run.
Anais Nin, House of Incest. (via frenchtouchx)
I am human and I need to be loved, just like everybody else does
I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations. If we don’t vibrate on the same frequency there’s just no reason for us to waste our time. I’d rather have no one and wait for substance than to not feel someone and fake the funk.
Joquesse Eugenia (via learned—helplessness)
Time After Time//Cyndi Lauper
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time