"Just like you mistook lust for love, you have mistaken being alone with loneliness. So I’m fine. Thank you for asking."
"You messaged me out of the blue.
I wasn’t looking for anyone,
In fact I was too busy running from someone else,
But I slowed down enough to reply
You slowly became my good morning text,
My drunken phone call,
My tearful FaceTime when work had wrung me out like a dirty tea towel,
And you were there,
—read that somewhere the other day and it made me tear up.
he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you don’t even have a name for.
Travel is good for the Soul; experiences are necessary for growth.
Three things can not hide for long: the Moon, the Sun and the Truth.
Don’t take a single thing for granted. Learn to treasure even the simplest moments with people. Things end without warning, that’s a promise.
Opinion is really the lowest form of human knowledge. It requires no accountability, no understanding. The highest form of knowledge is empathy, for it requires us to suspend our egos and live in another’s world. It requires profound purpose larger than the self kind of understanding.
Sometimes things fall apart so that better things can fall together.
The little things? The little moments? – They aren’t little.
The world is on your side, even when it doesn’t seem so. It’ll throw things at you in order to teach you how to catch. It’ll make you bleed but it will always give you the bandage.
Because if you’re lucky enough to have people in your life that make you happy, that inspire you, that move you, you need to devour each moment you have together because you never know how many of those moments you have left. These people are sacred.
Why does it hurt so much?’
‘Because it was real.’
"How to kill someone;
Hold their hand and then never touch their skin again,
See them nearly everyday and pretend they don’t exist,
Act like everything you ever said to them was a lie.
"I think you need to just close the fucking chapter on him even if it was long enough to be a fucking novel itself. You’ve cried over this boy so many times before, when are you going to put yourself first? When are you going to realize this is not what you deserve? When you were little would you have ever wished this for yourself? Why are you putting yourself through this? You are so goddamn important and he is a fucking idiot who didn’t deserve to know you the way he did. Let him go, let him go, let him go. There is nothing more you can do."
someday you'll be just a name.
Uncover me. Why should I wear modesty when the world knows of my barefaced love?
And I crave.
Would it be too childish of me to say: I want? But I do want: theatre, light, color, paintings, wine and wonder.
You always sees what nobody else sees; it is impossible to satisfy you.
Is evil something you are? Or something you do?
Dont go, because I know you won't come back.
The hardest part is letting go of something you have never thought you would have to let go of.
But 5 months later you’ll sit drunk on the kitchen floor, texting him “Hey, I hope you’re doing well. Your shirt is still here. I miss you.” And he won’t reply.
Holding on to things will only break your heart.
Some people come into our lives to see how we handle losing them.
" Isn’t it funny how fate brought us together but it’s also fate that tore us apart?"
Sadly, too many of us stay together far longer than we should,
‘cause it’s easier to say
I love you
than it is to say
" All we do is think about the feelings that we hide."
" Don’t dwell on what went wrong. Instead, focus on what to do next. Spend your energies on moving forward toward finding the answer."
" Start taking risks. Go up to people and introduce yourself instead of waiting for something to happen. Compliment people just to see them smile. Spread kindness around like confetti. Start living life."
there she goes again being over dramatic and by she i mean me