Why is it so Complicated? I wish someone can explain this to me
Fighting With The Ones We Love
Have you ever fought with someone that you loved before? Have you ever lost someone you truly care about because of that fight? And haven’t you ever question how one fight could break apart a relationship or a friendship that once seemed capable to withstand the test of time? It’s crazy to think how we can let our pride or stupidity destroy something that meant so much to us. It’s even crazier...
Nobody is superior, nobody is inferior, but nobody is equal either. People are...– Osho
Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You...– Haruki Murakami
It is especially difficult to look another human in the eye for any period of...– Neil Donald Walsch
Moments of Regret.
There are a handful of moments in everyones life in which they wish they can take back and change. Moments of regret that you wish you were able to do something differently or say something differently to prevent the misery comes soon after. It’s hard not to imagine what life would be like if it was easy to just erase a moment that caused you such pain and sadness as if it was just an ugly picture...
Focus on what is working. If you focus on what isn’t working you’ll get more of...– (via phulkari)
The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to...– 1984, George Orwell
The Correct and Proper Way to Feel
Is this how I’m supposed to feel now?” “I don’t know, I’ll check the manual.” “And?” “It says that you’re feeling the right way.” “What way is that?” “It says that there is no right way to feel but, right now, after something like this happens, you do need to feel however you’re feeling and that feeling this...
The Things I meant
A heart was meant to beat. And air was meant to be breathed, close to your ear. And your skin was meant to remember what mine felt like. And some songs were meant to play on repeat. And the sun was meant to come down. And we were meant to ignore it when it woke up. And days were meant to pass. And nights were meant to follow. And your eyes were meant to cry out whatever pain was left. And I never...
I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, Sir, because I’m not myself you see.– Alice in Wonderland, Lewis Carroll
But love is none of these things. It won’t suddenly make every day ok. It won’t change who you are. It won’t make your car go faster. It doesn’t even wash your dishes. All love is, is love. And that’s all it needs to be, really.