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今天是二零一四年七月七日
考完了地理经济数学之后感觉有点放松
太过放松了我草
Become obsessed in planning and forms
一直在做计划表格 出门打印 下载图片
前天做完cip逛街逛到晚上九点
爱上forever 21 还有vivo的手作卖场那个请求的项链还有用tin can 做的玫瑰花戒指耳环 还有typo的大本子 muji的所有东西 还有复古的各种铁盒海报糖果家具
天哪 那一刻真的沉浸在物质主义的噩梦里了
我在想要是我很富有该多好啊我在在想我要有个自己的房子该多好啊
然后我在想我一定要转很多钱然后把它们都买回家




然后昨天和叶在一起 吃饭逛街看电影
The fault in our stars
看完整个人都不太好了 哭的撕心裂肺的

It's a metaphor, see: You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but you don't give it the power to do its killing.

An Imperial Affliction

What else? She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her, Van Houten. You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.

Okay, maybe I'm not such a shitty writer. But I can't pull my ideas together, Van Houten. My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.

There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There's .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that.There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I'm likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.

“That's the thing about pain," Augustus said, and then glanced back at me. "It demands to be felt."


I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.



I want to leave a mark.

But Van Houten: The marks humans leave are too often scars.


I fell in love like you would fall asleep: slowly and then all at once.

What else? She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her, Van Houten. You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.


Augustus Waters was a self-aggrandizing bastard. But we forgive him. We forgive him not because he had a heart as figuratively good as his literal one sucked, or because he knew more about how to hold a cigarette than any nonsmoker in history, or because he got eighteen years when he should've gotten more.'
'Seventeen,' Gus corrected.
'I'm assuming you've got some time, you interupting bastard.
'I'm telling you,' Isaac continued, 'Augustus Waters talked so much that he'd interupt you at his own funeral. And he was pretentious: Sweet Jesus Christ, that kid never took a piss without pondering the abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production. And he was vain: I do not believe I have ever met a more physically attractive person who was more acutely aware of his own physical attractiveness.
'But I will say this: When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him.'


I am always had this kind of struggle between things and mind

Indeed those things are so solid are meaningless all the things left are gestures we remember and air

We are just part of the infinity
We will be forgot
We live once and never know what's going to happen next

感觉很奇怪 物质和精神之间的纠结一直都在
那一个更加重要呢?



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