May 27th, 2010

It’s everybody, I mean. Everything everybody does is so-I don’t know, not wrong, or even stupid necessarily. But just so tiny and meaningless and-sad making. And the worst part is if you go bohemian or something crazy like that, you’re conforming just as much as everyone else, only in a different way.

She stopped.

I’m sick of it. I’m sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody. I’m sick of myself and everyone else that wants to make some kind of splash.
Franny and Zooey by JD Salinger (via katiekrongard)

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