I'm someone who'd rather understand reality than play pretend.
— Erin Maher, Kay Reindl, Violet Adams, Liza Koshy, imdb.com
I'm someone who'd rather understand reality than play pretend.
— Erin Maher, Kay Reindl, Violet Adams, Liza Koshy, imdb.com
Still, my other tongue wants to speak. My other tongue wants to be kissed. My other tongue speaks for me. My other tongue cuts others off. My other tongue feels the entitlement that some people don’t even know they have. My other tongue knows such tenderness. Such mortality and cowardice and neglect…
Dear today, I spend all of you pretending I'm okay when I'm not, pretending I'm happy when I'm not, pretending about everything to everyone.
I don’t think a lot of people understand how exhausting it is to always pretend that you don’t care about anything.
I pretended she was you.
…and we drink our coffee and pretend not to look at each other.
We try so hard to hide everything we're really feeling from those who probably need to know our true feelings the most.
I became good at pretending. I became so good that after a while the lines blurred between my truth and fiction. And sometimes, when I did a really good job of pretending, I even fooled myself.
It wasn’t real. I deluded myself. I had this aching need to be loved and it was screwing with my head. Sometimes, when you crave certain feelings, you’ll trick yourself into thinking the other person is something other than what he appears.
Pretending to feel something you don’t can often lead you to the real thing, in some form.
Appearing okay is a lot easier than actually being okay.
Having to be strong and act hard when I knew I was anything but was exhausting, and I wanted more than anything to let go, even if it was just for a little bit.
I pretended she was you.
Acting like you don’t care is not letting it go.
The most exhausting thing in life, I have discovered, is being insincere. That is why so much of social life is exhausting; one is wearing a mask. I have shed my mask.
When someone is crying, of course, the noble thing to do is to comfort them. But if someone is trying to hide their tears, it may also be noble to pretend you do not notice them.
If I pretend I'm not sad, if I try smiling through it, and pretend like everything's fine, it makes it worse.
I've learned to get really good at this - say one thing when I'm thinking about something else, act like I'm listening when I'm not, pretend to be calm and happy when I'm really freaking out.
I have come to learn that the people who pretend to care the least actually care the most.
We won’t always be able to tell you what we need or explain how we’re feeling. We may withdraw into our own world or go off the grid for a bit. We may overdo ourselves by going nonstop and hiding behind a smile.