May 22, 2012
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Don’t stop believing
I know it feels like you have all these options and when you make a decision, you lose a world of possibilities. But the reality is, until you make a decision, you have nothing at all.
Again, the English language fails to have a word to describe the depths of sadness, how a heart can feel heavy, how a stomach can drop to your feet, or how missing someone can cripple you.
You can never be wise and be in love at the same time.
There are moments of such pure, sublime, unparalleled perfection that they will force you to close your eyes and hold on to them as best you can. Life is a series of these moments. Everything else is just waiting for them.
But I have learned that you make your own happiness, that part of going for what you want means losing something else. And when the stakes are high, the losses can be that much greater.
I have to face the truth that no one could ever look at me like you do, like I’m something worth holding on to.
Do your own thing on your own terms and get what you came here for.
Our real discoveries come from chaos, from going to the place that looks wrong and stupid and foolish.
I don’t know, it’s like we’re two halves of the same person, or something. And when we’re apart we…we just aren’t happy.
The truth is, unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that that situation is over, you cannot move forward.
We are all unkind from time to time. We all do things we desperately wish we could undo. Those regrets just become part of who we are, along with everything else. To spend time trying to change that, well, it’s like chasing clouds.
You don’t love people at their best, sweetheart. You just love them because you can’t help it.
Note to self: I miss you terribly. This is what we call a tragedy. Come back to me.
Life is too short, or too long, for me to allow myself the luxury of living it so badly.
Decide that you want it more than you are afraid of it.
You can’t just plan a moment when things get back on track, just as you can’t plan the moment you lose your way in the first place.
You don’t realize just how many things remind you of a person until they become someone you no longer wish to remember.
You need just the right amount of ‘Fuck the world’ and the right amount of belief in something…and you need the right amount of love.
People have a habit of inventing fictions they will believe wholeheartedly in order to ignore the truth they cannot accept.
Something always brings me back to you; it never takes too long.
