Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You...– Haruki Murakami (via atomos)
Where is the border between selfishness and looking out for yourself? I am always glad to make someone feel better, but when it becomes somewhat of a chore, am I being selfish for deciding not to be there? I’m finished, tired of spending all this time and effort for none of it to be reciprocated. If you don’t want to be happy, it’s not going to happen. Stop using me just for...