I saw stars in her eyes. And sometimes I wonder if there were more, maybe one for each part of herself she threw away, shot down, or let die out because she couldn’t take the pain of them. Or maybe they were lovers of the past that took them when they left. And sometimes I wonder if I was one of them, or do I still burn in her eyes? I’ll never know.
—  s3r4t0nin
If you miss someone who does not miss you, or who is no good for you, or is unattainable, take all the love you once felt for them and spread it around other places. put your love in worthwhile people and things, turn the romance in to passions for hobbies or admiration for others- enrich your own life. focus on yourself and those who actively make you happy.
If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor. If an elephant has its foot on the tail of a mouse and you say that you are neutral, the mouse will not appreciate your neutrality.
—  Desmond Tutu

"Kurt was an artist, and as much as he was a brilliant songwriter, that passion and creativity made its way out of every pore of his body.  The apartment we lived in was an experiment. You walked in and there was sculptures and paintings, there were turtles and medical books and Leonard Cohen records, it was chaos. But it was, like, "This is Kurt."" - Dave Grohl. [x]