I would rather wander around a store for 9 hours than ask an employee where something is and this I do not understand
i think seventh grade was a dark time for everyone
i hate that im sensitive and jealous and stupid and quiet and ugly and annoying
I said he was me. I never said he was the Doctor. The name I chose is the Doctor. The name you choose is like a promise you make… he’s the one who broke the promise. He is my secret.
As the walls are closing in
And the colors fade to black
And the night is falling fast and deep into the sea
And in the darkness all that I can see
The frightened and the weak
Are forced to cling to mistakes they know nothing of
At mercy are the meek
"I chose the impossible. I chose… Rapture. A city where the artist would not fear the censor. Where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality. Where the great would not be constrained by the small. And with the sweat of your brow, Rapture can become your city as well."
Are all people like this? Like what?
So much bigger on the inside.