- Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil (via youngfolksociety)
I have never felt this before. And always romanticise it more than I should have. It kinda scares me not having experience anything close to it. I question my capabilities of this experience. I honestly can say I don’t quite or am not healthily in love with myself yet. Is that sad. I don’t think I’m ready to be in love. I don’t know if I will ever love myself either. I continue to make the wrong decisions and destroy myself at the end of it: physically, spiritually and mentally. My anxiety attacks occur more frequently now and distracting myself is becoming more difficult. They say when you love yourself you will be happy but I truly haven’t been able to do this. Maybe someone could see me in that way and I can truly feel unconditional love. I know there’s familial love… But I’m talking about that other sort. I know I sound pathetic right now but seeing it in writing kinda lays it all out. Rationalises it. For now I just have to ignore this I guess. Maybe it’s just all in my head again, making my own problems.
- Buddy Wakefield, Start (via andreagoldston)