People will not remember what you did for living,
they will remember how you touched them with kindness and loving. What vibrations you leave off… How you made them feel.
What and how much had I lost by trying to do only what was expected of me instead of what I myself had wished to do?
Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man (via feellng)
I’ve already said too much. I’ve already shared too much, and now I want all my secrets back. I hate getting too close to people. I regret having shared so much, for having cared so much, for allowing myself to feel so much.
My battered heart will always be
where the ocean meets the sand, I
will break over and over
Every day. That is the best and
worst part of me.
the courage it took to get out of bed each
to face the same things
over and over
Let’s say you’ve swallowed a bad thing and now it’s got its hands inside you. This is the essence of love and failure. You see what I mean but you’re happy anyway, and that’s okay, it’s a love story after all, a lasting love, a wonderful adventure with lots of action.
I’m bleeding, I’m not just making conversation.
When youre anxiety gets so rough you have to take time to count your breaths. When your depression becomes a physical ache in your throat in attempts to not break down in public. When life becomes to hard to live. What are you supposed to do?