I don’t feel very good about myself. People always leave me. Nobody can stand me for very long. I wish I could cut my tongue out, or take out the part of my brain that has opinions. Or cares. I wish I could be simple. Be quiet, introverted, or shy. I’m halfway in between a wallflower at a party and Elvis Presley. People love one or the other. In between is no place to be.
Jack White (via wedusv)