“We’re on the same wavelength. We’re connected that way, even if I’m away from her.” ― Haruki Murakami. Drawing by Juan Osorno.
reblog for good things to happen to you
the universe will listen
It’s almost as if nobody wants to admit that they might not be prepared to do the work it takes to love somebody. And it can be laborious. To be intimate with someone who is flawed (which is the standard) requires us to expose our own flaws. We don’t talk about the heavy responsibility of that. We don’t talk about how we’re too lazy or too cowardly sometimes. We instead accuse love of being elusive. It isn’t. It is omnipresent. It asks us to be better people. And sometimes we flat out refuse.
this is exactly it
You will never find what you saw in me in anyone else and that’s all the closure I need. I know my worth regardless of whether or not you could appreciate it.
ok universe, i’m ready to feel good things. make me feel good things.
whenever i post this it works reblog if u want to feel good things & the universe will bring u something sweet



