"I remember once, one cold bright December evening in New York, suggesting a friend who complained of having been around too long that he come with me to a party where there would be, I assured him with the bright resourcefulness of twenty-three, “new faces.” He laughed literally until he choked, and I had to roll down the taxi window and hit him on the back. “New faces,” he said finally, “don’t tell me about new faces.” It seemed that the last time he had gone to a party where he had been promised “new faces,” there had been fifteen people in the room, and he had already slept with five of the women and owed money to all but two of the men. I laughed with him, but the first snow had just begun to fall and the big Christmas trees glittered yellow and white as far as I could see up Park Avenue and I had a new dress and it would be a long while before I would come to understand the particular moral of the story."

— Taken from Joan Didion’s essay on coming of age in New York City

"All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living."

— I Wrote This For You (x)

(Source: quotethat, via cherr-yblossombitch)

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"People think being alone makes you lonely, but I don’t think that’s true. Being surrounded by the wrong people is the loneliest thing in the world."

— Kim Culbertson, The Liberation of Max McTrue (via emptycupboard)

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over-medicated blues :(\

over-medicated blues :(\

Sometimes, the things I say will hurt you.