ava_jade

I feel like everyday is a flash-back to something that once was. I swear I feel like I've already lived my days and these are repeats... gives me the shivers.

My life definitely needs something new.

There were times when it appeared to Dorian Gray that the whole of history was merely the record of his own life, not as he had lived it in act and circumstance, but as his imagination had created it for him, as it had been in his brain and in his passions. He felt that he had known them all, those strange terrible figures that had passed across the stage of the world and made sin so marvelous and evil so full of subtlety. It seemed to him that in some mysterious way their lives had been his own.