"It’s hard not to hate. People. Things. Institutions. When they break your spirit and take pleasure in watching you bleed. Hate… is the only feeling that makes sense. But, I know what hate does to a man. It tears him apart. Turns him into something he’s not. Something he’d promised himself he’d never become. That’s what I need to tell you. To let you know how hard I’m trying not to cave under the weight of all the awful things I feel in my heart. Sometimes my life feels like a deadly balancing act. What I feel slamming up against what I should do. Impulsive reactions racing to solutions miles ahead of my brain. When I look at my day, I realize that most of it was spent cleaning up the damage of the day before. In that life, I have no future. All I have is distraction. And remorse. I buried my best friend three days ago. As cliché as this sounds, I left a part of me in that box. A part I barely knew. A part I’ll never see again. Every day is a new box, boys. You open it, you take a look at what’s inside. You’re the one who determines if it’s a gift… or a coffin."
Jax Teller ~ Sons of Anarchy (via victorialjames)
"We travel not to escape life, but for life not to escape us"
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