you always made me feel beautiful,
always accepted me for who i was,
always tried to understand,
always put me first,
and always fought for us.
i cannot match up to that...
you deserve better.
"i don't know what i've done
or if i like what i've begun
but something told me to run
and honey you know me it's all or none
there were sounds in my head
little voices whispering
that i should go and this should end
oh and i found myself listening
'cos i dont know who i am, who i am without you
all i know is that i should
and i don't know if i could stand another hand upon you
all i know is that i should
'cos she will love you more than i could
she who dares to stand where i stood
see i thought love was black and white
that it was wrong or it was right
but you ain't leaving without a fight
and i think i am just as torn inside
'cos i dont know who i am, who i am without you
all i know is that i should
and i don't know if i could stand another hand upon you
all i know is that i should
'cos she will love you more than i could
she who dares to stand where i stood
and i won't be far from where you are if ever you should call
you meant more to me than anyone i ever loved at all
but you taught me how to trust myself and so i say to you
this is what i have to do
'cos i don't know who i am, who i am without you
all i know is that i should
and i don't know if i could stand another hand upon you
all i know is that i should
'cos she will love you more than i could
she who dares to stand where i stood
oh, she who dares to stand where i stood."
- where i stood, missy higgins.
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"the greatest hazard of all, losing the self, can occur very quietly in the world, as if it were nothing at all. no other loss can occur so quietly; any other loss - an arm, a leg, five dollars, a wife, etc. - is sure to be noticed.
thus possibility seems greater and greater to the self; more and more it becomes possible because nothing becomes actual. eventually everything seems possible, but this is exactly the point at which the abyss swallows up the self. it takes time for each little possibility to become an actuality. eventually, however, the time that should be used for actuality grows shorter and shorter; everything becomes more and more momentary. possibility becomes more and more intensive - but in the sense of possibility, not in the sense of actuality, for the intensive in the sense of actuality means to actualize some of what is possible. the instant something appears to be possible, a new possibility appears, and finally these phantasmagoria follow one another in such rapid succession that it seems as if everything were possible, and this is exactly the final moment, the point at which the individual himself becomes a mirage."
- the sickness unto death, soren kierkegaard
thus possibility seems greater and greater to the self; more and more it becomes possible because nothing becomes actual. eventually everything seems possible, but this is exactly the point at which the abyss swallows up the self. it takes time for each little possibility to become an actuality. eventually, however, the time that should be used for actuality grows shorter and shorter; everything becomes more and more momentary. possibility becomes more and more intensive - but in the sense of possibility, not in the sense of actuality, for the intensive in the sense of actuality means to actualize some of what is possible. the instant something appears to be possible, a new possibility appears, and finally these phantasmagoria follow one another in such rapid succession that it seems as if everything were possible, and this is exactly the final moment, the point at which the individual himself becomes a mirage."
- the sickness unto death, soren kierkegaard