“Sometimes I feel like I’m not… solid. I’m hollow. There’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. It’s as if I never - -I never thought anything. I never wrote anything. I never felt anything.”—Sylvia (via colourmegreenwich) (via fuckyeahsylviaplath)
“Hi” I announced scaredly. Storm tried to catch my eye from across the classroom because I was talking to the new boy. I could hardly speak as I was blown away by his mysterious beauty. He was more beautiful than anything I had ever seen, it was mildly terrifying. He was whiter than the alabaster moon, darker than the dark side of the moon, more beautiful than moonlight falling on a thorny meadow. He seemed to exert an exceptional power, something supernatural. I could tell because I am a very spiritual person and I often pick up on things no one else notices. His arrival seemed to have cause a disruptance in the class, people were whispering and pointing. I heard one of the populars, Cindy, was observing him, sniggering with her preppy friends. I stuck my middle finger at them coolilessly.
“Do you hate them” Edward asked me abruptly.
“Oh what, the populars?” I questioned, abslutely thrilled indeed that he was talking to me. “Yes. They hate me, only because I’m different. I mean, it’s nothing to do with those preps if I want to dye my hair black or cut myself or not have any friends or be a loner.”
“Yes.” He said. “People that are different have always been persecuted so. It’s so incest.” he said.
is this like my immortal: twilight edition?
"There’s another thing" Edward said knowingly so.
"What" I said strangely.
"I think they’re jealous." He cried slowly. "You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen." he said lovingly.
"OMG!" I teleported rapturelessly. "You are the most beautiful person I happen to have chanced across also!" said I meticulously.
wtf? “I teleported rapturelessly”? Is this some sort of new Christian technology?
“Dumbledore, it turns out, is a gay. The author, J. K. Rowling, sent out a press release saying that the character, Dumbledore, in Harry Potter is homosexual. Some people lost their minds. ‘I can’t believe he’s gay.’ I’m like, ‘Really? You can’t believe he’s gay, but you can believe he’s a wizard? Gay people actually exist.’”—Ted Alexandro (via muffdiver) (via waifsworld) (via thisbodysfabric) (via cijimcb) (via brave-slut) (via feistyfeminist) (via whitebees)
1. If you must drag them to a party, please don’t abandon them. Don’t go rushing off to catch up with your other friends without including the introvert; the inny will die in a corner.
2. If they actually call and want to talk,listen! These moments may not come often, since Innies usually work out their problems within their own brains, but that does not mean they are all Bella Swan “suffer in silence” types.
3.Realize that they do want to be alone sometimes. They may have gone to that party, and even enjoyed it, but they burn out faster than you and need time to recharge alone. The assumption that all introverts are shy really bugs me. This is not always the case. They can be charming, tell jokes, and generally be the life of the party…but for a limited time only.
4. Skip the small talk. Introverts are reflective beings and enjoy conversations about feelings and debating things like the ontological argument, and whatever interests they have. They can only tolerate chitchat with people they just met or haven’t seen for awhile. If you must tell them your entire jam-packed weekend in detail, check your inny friend for signs of consciousness periodically.
5. Introverts don’t hate people. They just find them tiring.
6. Introverts are socially aware. Yes, we are well-versed in social nuances, customs, and mannerisms; we just don’t implement them as frequently as extroverts do.
“Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements - the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution & for life - weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, & the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget Jesus for now. The stars died so that you could be here today.”—Lawrence M. Krauss (via thechocolatebrigade) (via whitebees)