you can’t expect people’s patience to exceed human limitations. there comes a point when you need to mask the regretful decisions you may have made, and challenge them in solitude. as i approach my venting threshold, i’ll refrain from the tireless reliance on friends, and seek comfort from a stranger.

most times it takes someone with your level of crazy, to make you feel less crazy. quotes from woody allen are always that perfect level….

“my one regret in life is that i am not someone else” / “confidence is what you have before you understand the problem” / i’m not anti-social, i’m just not social’ / “the heart wants what it wants” / “curiosity, thats what kills us. not muggers or all that bullshit about the ozone layer. it’s our own hearts and minds” / ” the only thing standing between me and greatness is me” / “living is messy” / “life is short. short, and not about anything except what you can touch and what touches you” / “i read in self-defense” /  ”the artist’s job is not to succumb to despair but to find the antidote for the emptiness of existence”