My scars were reflecting the mist in your headlights

Frida: "Remind me what I wanted then... "
Guillermo: "You wanted to be your own person."


PS Polarization takes far too much energy and is never really correct and for perhaps the first time in my life sadness feels just as, if not more, liberating than anger. #Growing. 


PS 2 My scars were reflecting the mist in your headlights: ‎"On The Idler Wheel, Apple once again shows that merely wanting to open oneself up to any sort of emotion after suffering 34 years of wounds, from simple social slights to much deeper lacerations, is a scary prospect. Yet taking that plunge into the unknown is worth doing, not only for the way it allows hurt to pass but for the way that passage enables growth. In a world of animated-GIF reaction shots and retweets turning human expression into a nuance-obliterating, endlessly self-cannibalizing, pop-culture-referencing semaphore system, Apple’s willingness (or maybe the correct word is need) to dig deep and excavate the black gunk that has settled at the bottom of one’s heart after so long, is a welcome shock."

‎"Art is why I get up in the morning - but my definition ends there, you know it doesn't seem fair, that I'm living for something I can't even define"