It scares me sometimes, the emptiness I see in my eyes.
If you repeat something over and over again it loses its meaning; You watch the sunset too often it just becomes 6 pm, you make the same mistake over and over you stop calling it a mistake. If you just wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up one day you’ll forget why
Phil Kaye from Repetition (via kiddings)
I find my only real joy in solitude. Solitude is my castle. That’s where I have my chair, my table, my bed, my breeze and my sun.
Léolo (Jean-Claude Lauzon, 1992)