Maybe it won’t work out. But maybe seeing if it does will be the best adventure ever. // Never push a loyal person to the point where they no longer care.The world is beautiful but the people who live in it will lie to you. Live with truth and meaning and don’t be distracted by anything else.

I want to be the 7 am forehead kisses, the 9 am cuddles, the 10 am breakfasts. I want to be the 12 pm out to lunch and the 1 pm hugs from behind. I want to be the 3 pm naps together and the 4 pm giggles. I want to be the 6 pm dinners and the 7 pm desserts, in which we have a whipped cream fight. I want to be the 9 pm movies on HBO and the 10 pm yawns. I want the 11 pm snuggles and 12 am heavy breathing. I want to be the 1 am wake ups to whisper “I love you,” and drift off to sleep. I want to be the 3 am, where you wake me up and we make love. I want to be the 4 am talk about anything and everything. And I want to do it all over again, everyday. I want to be your everything, your forever, your one and only.

We fought, holy shit we fought but damn, we loved. We loved more than anything; I think that makes all the fighting okay; we fought because we cared. Our arguments were filled with passion and this strange fucked-up way of saying ‘I love you.’



Sex is more than an act of pleasure, it’s the ability to be able to feel so close to a person, so connected, so comfortable that it’s almost breathtaking to the point you feel you can’t take it. And at this moment you’re a part of them.













i feel like i’ll never to stop searching. for whatever it is i’m looking for. there’s so much change happening before me. oceans of it just pulling me in and out, dunking me underwater, leaving me gasping for a moment of stillness so i can gather my thoughts. amidst all of this, there are still constants: like how my dog will scratch at my door every morning until i wake up and feed her. like my friends’ laughter always guiding me back to earth. like how i never sleep with the window fully closed. there’s something about the air at night – the coolness of it no matter the season, the quiet realisations that always comes with it. i’m making plans to travel again which has my heart beating faster than ever. some small but heartfelt memories involving the cosmos: my host-brother turning off all the lights so we could see the milky way on our second last night of our home-stay in fiji. sleeping on the beach on korovou island so we could fall asleep with the projection of the night sky on our eyelids. my heart – my heart that doesn’t know any better – will always be searching, searching for a wonder of sorts. and maybe i’ll never find it. but maybe that’s not the point of it at all

People seem to think embracing life means to jump off cliffs and kiss strangers. Maybe it’s just slowly learning to love yourself. 

I sympathize 
for every single person 
who has ever 
taken you for granted, 
left you for another, 
cheated on you, 
belittled you, 
broke your heart, 
or made you feel 
any less than human. 
Because one day, 
they will realize 
that they lost 
the most important part 
of themselves when 
they let you go





Make the first move, tell people how you feel, stop being so scared of rejection, stop feeling so engulfed with thoughts that aren’t even yours, and stop wasting your fucking time. What I needed to hear

I know it feels like you have all these options and when you make a decision, you lose a world of possibilities. But the reality is, until you make a decision, you have nothing at all

Everyone edits themselves here, and it makes me wonder whether you’re ever actually connected to real people, or just the people they all wish they were.

Do not give your days & nights away to regret. 

The good things in life find their way back. 

Keep your eyes fixed on the horizon ahead.

The sun is rising.

Remember that love is not just romantic love, that, even if you’re single, love is around you and you are loved and that you have love to give. Remember that whatever you lack, you can give, so if you lack love, give love; if you lack inspiration, be inspiring. 


Everyone always wants to know how you can tell when it’s true love, and the answer is this: when the pain doesn’t fade and the scars don’t heal, and it’s too damned late.

"In your absence time slows
to an agonising pace.
Days become weeks. Weeks
become months. Months
become years. And years, eternities."
"Oh darling, do not be ashamed of the way
you cry for him. It does not give him
power over you. Like the great floods of old
you are simply washing yourself of
wickedness, and soon he will be forgotten."
"Life’s good,” she said, “All I need now is somebody to settle down with, somebody to complete the picture.”

Her friend laughed. “Love is never convenient,” she replied. “And it’s certainly neither comfortable or complacent. Love strikes when you least expect it. Love upsets the careful balance of a life and leaves it in absolute ruin. Complete the picture? No. Love is the corrosive that strips your canvas bare and starts all over. So if you are looking for something that will slot seamlessly into your little old life, my god, look elsewhere."
"There’s something unusual about us.
Something deeply spiritual.
The way we fall into one another
so naturally like our love was carved of the earth.
There are star systems
bursting at our fingertips when we touch.
We are in tune.
Our hearts croon the same old song.
The universe planned for us. I know it. I know it."
"There’s something unusual about us.
Something deeply spiritual.
The way we fall into one another
so naturally like our love was carved of the earth.
There are star systems
bursting at our fingertips when we touch.
We are in tune.
Our hearts croon the same old song.
The universe planned for us. I know it. I know it."

Q: How do you do it? How do you go through life when the worst possible thing has happened?

How do I do it? Simple, life doesn’t stop. We are given two choices, to let it affect us or to let it guide us to the next decision/course of action. You are the only person who can determine if it will be positive or negative. And to be honest, life is too precious to let it be anything other than positive. I believe that everything happens for a reason, so it may feel like the worst thing now but ultimately be a wonderful thing later.

Q: How do u get over someone? Seeing them with someone new?

You can grieve what’s been lost and it’s hard and it hurts but dwelling won’t change the fact that they are with someone new. At some point you realize you’re better off without them and then you start to see why (and believe it). I suppose to get over someone you need time. What I’ve learned is if I see someone I used to date with someone new, I try to be happy for them. They met someone that they care about. Not all experiences are bad, they help us get one step closer to where and who we should be/meet.

I know you’re gone. I know you’ve moved on. I know we’ll never share another sleepy morning or midday lunch. But at 2am, when I’m alone, I shut my eyes and think of you, and here we’re still together.Beau Taplin || The last remaining hour. 

"Wounds never properly close at the places love has been."

"Somebody who betters you. Somebody
who inspires and encourages you in love
and in life, who pushes you towards
dreams and goals you’d otherwise ignore,
who selflessly sacrifices their time to
helping you become a more courageous,
well rounded and happy human being. 

That’s sacred. You hold on to a love like that."

"Failure can be incredibly empowering if you allow it to be. Some of your greatest accomplishments in life will follow some enormously discouraging experiences. There’s no greater motivator than a misstep."

"There is always hope. Remember that.
Take our very own universe for instance,
if you looked through a radio telescope
out into the night sky you would witness
a phenomenon astronomers call
The Cosmic Microwave Background,
where even the darkest corners of space
appear on fire with ancient light
from the humble beginnings of the cosmos.
There is light everywhere,
even when you cannot see it."
 

"Can I just ask you one thing though?"

"Yeah, sure," you said.

"At any point of it, did you even have feelings? Was any of it real to you?" I asked. That was the one question I kept asking myself. Was I imagining it? Was I the only once dancing to our soundtrack?

"For what it’s worth, I liked you a lot, but at the time I wasn’t looking for a relationship and I got the impression you were. So I stopped reaching out."

I thought that when I heard those first few words, I’d be happy. Who knew that it would hurt so much. Because this whole time, I’ve been telling myself that I was crazy and insane, how I probably created a whole damn story without even realizing there was nothing else to it. But I still continued. I don’t know if it made me feel any better knowing that I wasn’t the only one doing the tango.

"Well for what it’s worth," I started to say the words I’ve spent weeks trying to find the courage for, "you were some of the best parts of 2014 for me.

I guess this really is goodbye.”

And that is how we ended.

 

I hate the fact you always feel like you have to be going somewhere, like the end destination is to be finished, or to be happy. But the truth is a lot of us are completely lost, and we don’t know, and that is also a state of mind, to not know who you are and where you’re going.
Once you truly believe you’re worthy of love, you will never settle for anyone’s second best treatment. 

As I have aged and become an adult, 
what I look for in a partner has changed. 
It is simpler now, purer, but also agonisingly
hard to find: I’m looking for somebody who 
makes me feel something again, somebody 
who relights the fire.
If I could tell her the truth, I would say I’m looking for flaws. Because that’s what you do when you’re in love with someone you don’t want to be in love with. You look for imperfections
I’ve been thinking a lot and it’s not that anyone did anything wrong. We just didn’t know what we wanted. We weren’t the people we were supposed to be yet.
The fact that the two of them were no longer kissing each other’s shoulders, or taking their rings off when they did the dishes, or dancing but only from the waist up - it seemed like a frightening mistake. And even if there was a heaven, she thought, and even if they were together in it, that would not make it right

Perhaps one day we will meet again as different characters in a different story. Perhaps we shall share a lifetime then.  

I’m sitting here thinking of all the things I wanted to apologize to you for. All the pain we caused each other. Everything I put on you. Everything I needed you to be or needed you to say. I’m sorry for that. I’ll always love you because we grew up together. You helped make me who I am. I just wanted you to know, there will be a piece of you in me always. And I’m grateful for that. Whatever someone you become and wherever you are in the world, I’m sending you love. You’re my friend to the end.  —HER (2013)

At this point in my life, I’m not looking for any happy endings. I’m just looking to get things started.

I saw your photo this morning and didn’t care anymore. That’s when I really knew you had lost all effect on me. Finally.

I chased my dreams until I caught them. 

I chased my thoughts until I I stopped thinking. 

And I chased my heart until I found you.

I won’t beg someone to love me. I learned long ago that there is no use in hopeless pleas of trying to make someone stay. I am too good to chase someone who does not know my worth and I am too wild to keep waiting for someone who doesn’t acknowledge my value. I want to be loved unconditionally. I shouldn’t have to fight so hard for it. I do not have the time to prove to someone that I am worth it. I shouldn’t have to prove any of that; I am worth more than that.

Sometimes, when it’s raining, I think about you. I think about you all the way over there, with all that ocean and all those years between us. I think about if you’re doing well, what your bedroom looks like, if you enjoy your job. I think about the times when there wasn’t any ocean between us and my time was your time. I think about when I knew the answers about you, because they were my answers as much as they were yours. Sometimes, when it’s raining, I wonder if it’s raining where you are too. Kat George 

I am not looking
for the kind of love,
that forces me to prove
my worth 

someone can be madly in love with you and still not be ready. they can love you in a way you have never been loved and still not join you on the bridge. and whatever their reasons you must leave. because you never ever have to inspire anyone to meet you on the bridge. you never ever have to convince someone to do the work to be ready. there is more extraordinary love, more love that you have never seen, out here in this wide and wild universe. and there is the love that will be ready.

nayyirah waheed (via likeabullot)

I’m sick of hearing what if, what if
Just follow what you’re feeling for
If you don’t know what you’re looking for

Just follow what you feel, Just follow what you feel T

I wrote this
thinking about you
and how if you were a novel
you’d be an adventure
of sadness and happiness
and love lost in between 
You would remind me 
of the sky and mountains
and constellations and caffeine 
You would be full of pages
that make me laugh
and other times fall apart
You would smell like history
with a worn out spine
and ink that can still bleed
You would always be the novel

I took down from the shelf to read 

If the person you love makes you question
over and over if you are enough

only one thing is certain––they aren’t.

Please know there are much better things in life than being lonely or liked or bitter or mean or self-conscious. We are all full of shit. Go love someone just because; I know your heart may be badly bruised, or even the victim of numerous knifings, but it will always heal, even if you don’t want it to; it keeps going. There are the most fantastic, beautiful things and people out there, I promise. It is up to you to find them.

Stop acting like you aren’t enough. You’re strong and beautiful
and the way you dress or who you like doesn’t change how big your heart is.
You are important and your hair looks nice and so do your eyes,
and the way you eat half a tub of ice cream is sexy as hell.
You are not nothing and you can achieve anything and you are believed in.
You are someone worth having around and whoever has you now
or will have you is the lucky one too.
Why do people tell others what they deserve, but never themselves?

Start acting like you are enough because damn it,

learning to walk away from the bridge is one of the hardest things you can ever possibly do but once you can accept this.. you’re free

It’s just that, you try so hard to get it right, you know? To get your life to this point you’ve imagined in your head and you tell yourself that if I can just get to there, I’ll be happy.

The truth is – I don’t need you. But I promise I’ll always treat you as if I did.Connotativewords | jl | Reminders (via



Looking back, it’s easy to see when a mistake has been made…to regret a choice that seemed like a decent idea at the time. But if we used our best judgement and listened to our hearts, we are more likely to see that we chose wisely, and avoided the deepest, most painful regret of them all – the regret that comes from letting something amazing pass you by

Someone once told me a story about long term relationships. To think of them as a continent to explore. I could spend a lifetime backpacking through Africa, and I would still never know all there is to know about that continent. To stay the course, to stay intentional, to stay curious and connected – that’s the heart of it. But it’s so easy to lose track of the trail, to get tired, to want to give up, or to want a new adventure. It can be so easy to lose sight of the goodness and mystery within the person sitting right in front of you. 

You should not look for me in the places I once was. Look for me in the places I am now. In soft rain.
On starlit oceans.
















It kills me to admit it, but I haven’t forgotten about you. 

-you’re still on my mind

I make sure my stomach is as empty as my mind. 

You were happy with me once. 

They call me observant. That’s not particularly true. People are so easy to read - we bleed emotions even in the way we drink our coffee. No one seems to notice though. They’re all too busy drinking their own damn coffee.

"YOU CAN UNFOLLOW PEOPLE IN REAL LIFE TOO YOU KNOW."

"IT’S LIKE WE ALL FORGOT HOW TO LIVE. HOW TO WATCH A MOVIE FOR FUN WITHOUT CRITICIZING IT. HOW TO EAT AND TASTE THE FLAVORS GOING THROUGH YOUR BODY WITHOUT WORRYING ABOUT THEIR CALORIE CONTENT. HOW TO LOOK AT SOMEONE AND SEE THE PASSION IN THEIR EYES AND NOT THE LINES ON THEIR FACE. I ALREADY KNOW HOW TO SURVIVE. I NEED TO LEARN WHY TO BREATHE AGAIN."

"WHEN I TELL PEOPLE I AM SINGLE THEY ALSO RESPOND WITH ‘DON’T WORRY YOU’LL FIND THE ONE SOON’ OR ‘YOU’LL FIND HIM WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT IT’. NO. I AM SINGLE AND I LOVE IT. IT IS A RELATIONSHIP STATUS ALL ON ITS OWN AS WELL AS A STATE OF BEING I AM MORE THAN CONTENT WITH. IF THE ‘RIGHT GUY’ COMES ALONG THEN GREAT, BUT KNOW THAT I WASN’T LOOKING FOR HIM IN THE FIRST PLACE. I’VE SAID IT BEFORE AND I’LL SAY IT AGAIN: MY RELATIONSHIP WITH MYSELF ALWAYS COMES FIRST."

"GO FOR THE GIRL WITH A MUTED ELEGANCE. HER SUBTLE WORDS WILL DROWN YOU."

"NOTICE THE GIRL THAT NO ONE PAYS ATTENTION TO. SHE BLOOMS IN HER OWN QUIET WAY."

"WHEN SOMEONE DOES SOMETHING YOU DON’T LIKE. IT DOESN’T MAKE THEM A BAD PERSON NECESSARILY. IT JUST MAKES THEM THE WRONG PERSON - FOR YOU."

"THESE DAYS I GENERALLY DON’T CARE ABOUT ANYONE. WHAT PEOPLE DO IS THEIR BUSINESS. SHE SHOULD BE ABLE TO WEAR AS MUCH LIPSTICK TO CLASS IF SHE WANTS TO WITHOUT BEING LABELLED VAIN. HER SKIRTS CAN BE AS SHORT AS SHE WANTS AND THAT’S STILL NOT AN EXCUSE FOR SNIDE COMMENTS. AND IF HER SKIN ISN’T FLAWLESS LIKE THOSE GIRLS ON MAGAZINES, SEE THE BEAUTY ON HER FRESH FACE INSTEAD. WE SPEND TOO MUCH ENERGY CRITICIZING AND ASSUMING. IT GETS OLD. WE’RE GETTING OLDER TOO - LET US KNOW BETTER. LET US BE BETTER."

"THERE WILL ALWAYS BE ANOTHER PLANE CRASH. THERE ARE GOING TO BE MORE EARTHQUAKES AND HOUSE FIRES; MORE CAR ACCIDENTS AND THIEVES IN THE ALLEY. YOU ARE TERRIFIED AND YOU ARE ALERT. BUT YOU MUST CARRY ON IN THE WORLD; YOUR PLACE IS HERE AND YOUR TIME IS NOW."

"BE COMMITTED BUT NEVER FEEL OBLIGATED. YOU OWE THEM NOTHING YOU DIDN’T PROMISE."

"I’M JUST TIRED. PEOPLE DON’T INTEREST ME LIKE THEY USED TO."

"WHAT WIDENS YOUR EYES BUT DOES NOT FLUTTER YOUR HEART IS TEMPORARY.

"SHE LOOKS LIKE ICE;
SHE’S BEAUTIFUL,
SHE GIVES YOU FROSTBITE.
SHE’S UNTOUCHABLE.
AND SHE WOULDN’T MELT
FOR JUST ANYONE,

ANYMORE."

"LOVE IS AN UNWANTED GUEST
WHO BARGES IN
THROUGH DOORS
YOU DIDN’T EVEN KNOW

YOU LEFT OPEN."

"I DON’T WANT YOU TO FIND ME ACCIDENTALLY; I WANT YOU TO FIND ME WHEN YOU’RE READY. WHEN YOU KNOW WHAT YOU’RE LOOKING FOR, WHEN YOU KNOW YOU WON’T LET GO ONCE YOU’VE FOUND IT."

"WE’RE ALL ADDICTS HERE. I DON’T THINK IT’S POSSIBLE TO REALLY LIVE WITHOUT HAVING YOUR HEART BEAT PASSIONATELY FOR SOMETHING."

"WE’RE STRANGERS NOW, BUT I PREFER IT THAT WAY. MEMORY LANE DOESN’T SUIT US."

"A STRANGER: A FRIEND YOU HAVEN’T MET YET OR PERSON YOU STILL WISH YOU KNEW."

"I THINK YOU CAN BE DRUNK ON LONELINESS. SOMETIMES IT’S EASIER TO FEEL NUMB THAN TO FEEL ANYTHING AT ALL."

"SHE WAS MOST BEAUTIFUL WHEN SHE DID AS SHE WANTED; WHEN SHE ATE WHAT SHE WANTED AND SIGHED IN SATISFACTION. WHEN SHE WORE WHAT SHE WANTED AND WALKED IN CONFIDENCE. SHE WAS PARTICULARLY SPECTACULAR WHEN SHE LOVED…EVEN WHEN SHE RECEIVED NOTHING IN RETURN."

"PARIS CALLED MY NAMES SOME NIGHTS. THE CITY OF LOVE THEY SAY. WELL, IF THAT’S TRUE MAYBE I’LL GO ONE DAY AND HOPE I’LL FALL IN LOVE WITH MYSELF."

"KNOW HOW TO APPRECIATE OTHER PEOPLE WITHOUT BEING ENVIOUS OR JEALOUS OF THEM. IT TOOK ME A LONG TIME TO REALIZE THAT YOU WILL ALWAYS HAVE ROOM FOR LOVE - IT’S HATE THAT TAKES UP SPACE."

"ENTHUSIASTIC PEOPLE ARE THE BEST. PEOPLE WHO ARE OVERLY EXCITED ABOUT THE MOST MUNDANE THINGS. BECAUSE TO ME, SOMEONE WHO CAN SMILE AT REREADING THEIR FAVORITE BOOK OR SEEING THE SUN ABOUT TO SET EVEN THOUGH IT SETS EVERY SINGLE DAY, IS A PERSON WORTH KNOWING - A PERSON WORTH TRYING TO BE."

I know you’re not coming back, but I’ll still be here just incase you change your mind.

Great minds fuck each other.

“ Don’t let go of that night you thought this was love; that we were going to last. ”

I don’t often miss people.
I miss vibes, energies and connections.

Treat people with kindness because behind every face is a story that could use a little more love. 

Somebody who betters you. Somebody 
who inspires and encourages you in love 
and in life, who pushes you towards 
dreams and goals you’d otherwise ignore, 
who selflessly sacrifices their time to 
helping you become a more courageous, 
well rounded and happy human being. 
That’s sacred. You hold on to a love like that.

People fall in love all the time. And it’s not always with the right people. And it’s not always reciprocated. 

You are not too sensitive or too needy. You are thoughtful and empathetic. You are compassionate and kind. And – with or without anyone’s acknowledgment or affection – you are enough

If I tell you, ‘Stay’
will you, if for the first time,
finally listen?

I like to think I’m a pretty strong person. But when it comes to you, I’m weak as hell.

I loved the smell of ocean water. Salt always smells like memory.

My past is my past, it made me who I am, I have no regrets, wouldn’t change a thing. I just don’t live there anymore. (viamakemestfu)

When I’m mad at you, I won’t talk to you. I’ll huddle in my side of the bed, wait until you’re out of the kitchen, avoid your name if I can. I’ll be mad at you, but I’ll make sure there’s enough milk for you in the mornings. I’ll be mad, and so I’ll love you quietly.

I am an intense person. I don’t do things half way. I’m all in or all out. You either have all of me or you don’t get me at all.

I needed myself at a time when I thought I needed you.

Everything was okay. Maybe not perfect, but life wasn’t meant to be perfect. It was messy and sometimes it was a disaster, but there was beauty in the messiness and there could be peace in the disaster.

Last night-
in the bitter cold
was the first time
(in a long while), 
I felt safe, 
in someone’s arms.

Everything’s going to be fine. Sooner or later you’re going to find someone who knocks you right off your feet. Someone who makes you feel alive. Someone who kisses you and makes your knees weak. Relationships are complicated enough as it is. It’s not worth settling for anything less.

Everything that’s happening to you, is what’s suppose to be happening to you. So just relax

Shame on you for doing it the first time, shame on me for letting it happen again and again and again.

Listen to me, mistake or no, I think you should go for it. Hurl yourself headfirst into whatever this life throws you way with utter ruthlessness and disregard. Because looking back, it will always be easier to accept the things you did do, than the things you did not.

Every time you come towards me, I’m afraid I’ll no longer be able to stand. Every time you lean in closer, I’m afraid I might kiss you without your permission.

That’s the problem with us. We write so many letters to each other that never get sent. 

Time goes by so much

slower when I remember

how much I miss you

I will not be your “sometimes”

When I look at you, I can see the person you used to be drowning in the person you are. And it makes me nostalgic and sad because I know when you look at me, you must me see the same thing. 

If we met
in another moment,
in another time,
we could have been something. (

You teach people how to treat you by what you allow, what you stop, and what you reinforce.

I’m sorry for the ways I’ve tried to kill your sadness with my attention and affection, when all you really wanted was to be alone.

Forget safety. Screw a familiar passage. I’m not interested in being your lighthouse in the middle of the sea. I want to be the waves, the rocks, the entire ocean in all of its beautiful, angry intensity. I want to be everything telling you not to cross and the reason you chose the journey all at the same time. 

Falling in love with yourself first doesn’t make you vain or selfish, it makes you indestructible.

The passing of time is a cruel God.
We once made love for
3 hours straight and now,
we don’t even stop each other
on the street to say, Hello. 

I wish I could be more. But not for you. Fuck you. I want to be more for myself

Happiness wasn’t something you found, happiness was something you made—by living in the moment, by cherishing the people in your life right now, by finding the courage to change those things you didn’t like.

If you asked me to define what we had, I wouldn’t know where to begin. All I know is that I want to keep you here as long as I possibly can. And I won’t beg you to stay, because I think that would be desperately selfish. When you care enough about someone, you want their happiness before your own. But all I can say is that I will do my best to make sure that you’re at your happiest with me.
It’s not a clear definition, but it’s the best I’ve got right now

You look cute in flannel. It really brings out the gay in your eyes

There’s that word again. Need. I need you. I need you to need me. How nauseating, to need another human being, as if their heart is in your throat. Love isn’t about need. Don’t romanticize the notion of desperation. Let me let you in on a secret: you don’t need me and I don’t need you. We can get through life just fine without each other. Love is not wanting to. We want each other, we want skin and hands and all our daily scars. We want intoxication and art museums and intertwined limbs. We want ferocity in our lips and tracing slow, small circles on our stomachs. I don’t need you in my life, but goddamn I want you in it. All the Want in the World Cannot Fit in Our Hands  

stop looking back / carry your heart safely in your hands / keep one foot in front of the other

"ENTHUSIASTIC PEOPLE ARE THE BEST. PEOPLE WHO ARE OVERLY EXCITED ABOUT THE MOST MUNDANE THINGS. BECAUSE TO ME, SOMEONE WHO CAN SMILE AT REREADING THEIR FAVORITE BOOK OR SEEING THE SUN ABOUT TO SET EVEN THOUGH IT SETS EVERY SINGLE DAY, IS A PERSON WORTH KNOWING - A PERSON WORTH TRYING TO BE."

"AND I DON’T KNOW WHICH IS BEST, TO BE KIND OR TO BE HONEST. BECAUSE SOMETIMES, YOU CAN’T BE BOTH."