Tuesday, April 19

Ignorance is Bliss

Ignorance is bliss.

When I find out things on my own, I'm twice as upset.

It doesn't take much to get me down in the dumps.

It's too late in my life and marriage to institute change.

I'm living the definition of hopeless everyday.


Now I'm leaving
Any moment I'll be gone
I think you'll notice
I think you'll wonder what went wrong
I'm not choosing
But I'm running out of fight
And this was decided so long ago
It was last night
If I Stay (Gayle Forman), p. 190


I just want out.  Out of my existence.  I find myself wishing that a lot lately.  Not be dead.  Or kill myself.  Or any kind of that stupid $#@*.  It's more that I can't help thinking that if I'd never been born in the first place..... Where She Went (Gayle Forman), p. 69

Quitting's not hard.  Deciding to quit is hard.  Once you make the mental leap, the rest is easy.
Where She Went (Gayle Forman), p. 182


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