I refuse to accept other people’s ideas of happiness for me. As if there’s a one size fits all standard for happiness.
I never realized what a big deal that was. How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.
It’s horrible when your heart is somewhere your body is not.
I will not settle
for bits and pieces of you.
I want all of you.
So many people glorify and romanticize “busy”. I do not. I value purpose. I believe in resting in reason and moving in passion. If you’re always busy/moving, you will miss important details. I like the mountain. Still, but when it moves lands shift and earth quakes.
I loved you on this day. I love this memory.
But as I continue living like this, I wonder what the point of living is.
The problem with patience and discipline is that it requires both of them to develop each of them.
Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness.