“Reading gives us someplace to go when we have to stay where we are.”
— Mason Cooley (1927-2002) American aphorist, academic
“If you want to be happy, you have to be happy on purpose. When you wake up, you can’t just wait to see what kind of day you’ll have. You have to decide what kind of day you’ll have.”
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“““A flower does not think of competing to the flower next to it. It just blooms.”””
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“i’m sorry for not realizing you were doing your best”
“I would like to be known as an intelligent woman, a courageous woman, a loving woman, a woman who teaches by being.”
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I‘m sorry. So so sorry. I‘ve forgot you so many times. I know that I shouldn‘t and I remember that you are the only one I need. I will ever need. But you know that sometimes I‘m so lost in thoughts that I get this crazy feelings like you were not good enough. That they‘re so many better options out there. But yeah I realized once again that at the end the only one I have and need is you. You deserve the best. You’re more than enough. And I’m so proud of you for reminding me again that you’re the only person I need. You’re so strong, I know you can get over everything. And I will stay with you forever. Promise. I love you. Forgive me.
(from myself; for myself)
November 28, 2018
““I must have flowers, always, and always.””
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“Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.”
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“I’ve stopped wanting things because wanting leads to disappointment.”
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“In this world, there are things you can only do alone, and things you can only do with somebody else. It’s important to combine the two in just the right amount.”
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-Slytherin
Some days I think im over you. I still think of you on these days but it doesn’t hurt anymore. I can think of the beautiful parts of us and smile. Of the countless Mario party battles, that we were never competitive about, even playing against each other we were a team. Of the nights you swore you’d never let go of me and the mornings spent with you in my arms. Theres no sour taste in my mouth.
Other days I ache. I turn off every song that makes me think of you, write myself into any love story that ends better than ours did. But nothing seems to quiet the screaming in my head. The screaming that we were good, so fucking good until you took it away. On these days im mad at you. On these days I still miss you. On these days id do anything to have you back.
4am
let go of toxic things and the world will reward you


