#cs

Conservatism is the blind and fear-filled worship of dead radicals. ↗

— Mark Twain

#mark-twain #politics #twain #worship

Yet You Stay You weren’t meant for the ice. You weren’t made for the pain. The world that lives inside of me brought only shame.  You were meant for castles and living in the sun. The cold running through me should have made you run. Yet you stay holding onto me Yet you stay reaching out a hand that I pushed away Yet you stay when I know it’s not right for you Yet you stay Yet you stay I can’t feel the warmth. I need to feel the ice. I want to hold it all in until I can’t feel the knife. So I push you away and I scream out your name I know I can’t need you yet you give in anyway Yet you stay holding onto me Yet you stay reaching out a hand that I pushed away Yet you stay when I know it’s not right for you Yet you stay Yet you stay I can’t feel the warmth. I need to feel the ice. I want to hold it all in until I can’t feel the knife. So I push you away and I scream out your name And I know I can’t need you yet you give in anyway (x2)  Yet you stay holding onto me Yet you stay reaching out a hand that I pushed away Yet you stay when I know it’s not right for you Yet you stay Yet you stay Oh the dark will always be my cloak and you are the threat to unveil my pain. So leave leave and erase my memories I need to face the life that was meant for me.  Don’t stay and ruin all my plans You can’t have my soul oh I’m not a man The empty vessel I dwell in is not meant to feel the heat you being  So I push you away and I push you away Yet you stay Ooooooh Yet you stay  Yet you stay Yet you stay ↗

— Abbi Glines

#life

You're so easy to read but the book is boring me. ↗

— Emilie Autumn

#opheliac #truth #autumn

It's so easy to laugh It's so easy to hate It takes guts to be gentle and kind ↗

— Morrissey

#smiths #lyrics

We are small but we are many We are many we are small We were here before you rose We will be here when you fall ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#gaiman #lyrics #lyrics

The sea, the snotgreen sea, the scrotumtightening sea. ↗

— James Joyce

#irish #lyrical #sea #lyrics

Let It Be ↗

— John Lennon

#song-lyrics #lyrics

تشاؤمُ العقل .. تفاؤلُ الإرادة ↗

— Antonio Gramsci

#pessimism #politics #will #pessimism

Memories consume Like opening the wound I'm picking me apart again You all assume I'm safe here in my room Unless I try to start again. ↗

— Linkin Park

#linkin-park #song-lyrics #addiction

For it is dangerous to attach one's self to the crowd in front, and so long as each one of us is more willing to trust another than to judge for himself, we never show any judgement in the matter of living, but always a blind trust, and a mistake that has been passed on from hand to hand finally involves us and works our destruction. It is the example of other people that is our undoing; let us merely separate ourselves from the crowd, and we shall be made whole. But as it is, the populace,, defending its own iniquity, pits itself against reason. And so we see the same thing happening that happens at the elections, where, when the fickle breeze of popular favour has shifted, the very same persons who chose the praetors wonder that those praetors were chosen. ↗

— Lucius Annaeus Seneca

#groupthink #milgram #mob #pith #elections