Life is not a series of problems to be solved, it’s a journey that you should be fascinated by. Sit back and observe as you live. Signs and directions and messages are everywhere, if you only pay attention. Follow them, they know where you’re going. To hell with logic. Love isn’t logical, nor are miracles. You can’t let go because you’re worried that if you do, what you’re so desperately hoping for will fall apart. I have news for you. You’re tearing it down yourself. Make way for the bigger, the better, the reckoning, the miraculous and the beautiful. It’s ready for you when you are.
You look at me when I’m reading my book in bed and you tell me that I’m cold, that you can feel my distance, that you freeze around me. But I am burning, so hot that I can sometimes barely stand to be within myself, you simply can’t feel it because I radiate inward. I can see you pull your blankets around tighter, and all I can do is sweat against my sheets.
You tell me that maybe one day I won’t need to hold myself so tightly, keep all of this love inside, be afraid of every leak and crack in my system. And maybe that’s true, and I will want to share as much as I possibly can with you. But I am not counting on it. I don’t believe it will happen, and it hasn’t yet. I would love to see you prove me wrong, but for now, I’m not waiting on anything. There is too much in me to care for, and I have only just begun to stop the bleeding.
— I Only Love Myself by Charlotte Green
— Mary Anne Radmacher (via middlenameconfused)
“If you expect things out of other people, whether you expect them to help you move or expect them to be a shoulder for you to cry on — you’re being selfish. And I’ve found as soon as you stop expecting things out of people, and stop classifying everyone who won’t help you all the time as “fake,” they’re probably going to want to help you more. Maybe not. But guess what? In the words of my father and his father before him — that’s life. People don’t like helping other people move. People don’t like staying in on a Friday night to have someone cry into their shoulder. Don’t expect that out of anyone, and don’t label anyone as fake who doesn’t want to do that. They aren’t fake. They’re human beings.”
— Kyo (via latexprincess)
— J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey (via morningfaerie)
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via creatingaquietmind)
— Robin Williams (via a-prelude)