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If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. If he doesn’t want you, nothing can make him stay. Stop making excuses for a man and his behaviour. Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.
Good guy,
Where are you? For some reason, I find nothing but douchebags. Do you even exist?
- Good girl
even as we discussed the confusion and tragedy of that moment, the feeling washed over me, the words came out and they felt true. “I think that it will be fine.” Not the fine you tell people, wishing they’ll see past it- no.. really fine. Okay, somehow.
Sometimes we just have to keep the faith that it will all be fine, even if we can’t yet see how.
At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, all we really want is to be close to somebody. So this thing, where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, is usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we’ve chosen those people, we tend to stick close by. No matter how much we hurt them, the people that are still with you at the end of they day, those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close but sometimes, that invasion of personal space, it can be exatcly what you need.
Your light is seen, your heart is known, your soul is cherished by more people than you might imagine…If you knew how many others have been touched in wonderful ways by you, you would be astonished. If you knew how many people feel so much for you, you would be shocked…You are far more wonderful than you think you are… Rest with that. Rest easy with that. Breathe again. You are doing fine. More than fine. Better than fine. You’re doin’ great. So relax. And love yourself today.
When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive - to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.
We are not held back by the love we didn’t receive in the past, but by the love we’re not extending in the present.
If I hadn’t been so scared all the time, how many great loves might I have had by now?
Terrible letdowns and crushing heartbreak? Oh, I’m almost sure.
But I’m starting to seriously wonder whether it wouldn’t have been worth it anyway?
Mostly I just wish I was braver.
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn’t serve the world. There’s nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us, it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
you can’t even begin to know how many times i’ve told myself, “i told you so
What am I doing? I have no fucking idea. I’m getting caught up in an emotion, and I hate that. It bothers me because I cannot explain it. I’ve tried and it’s pointless. My biggest fear is that none of it will matter…that none of it does matter. I feel caught in the middle of a storm that won’t go away. I wonder if it’s worth it to try anymore. If nothing is going to change, maybe it’s just time to let it go. Then again, I would have done that a while ago if it was so easy.
I wish it was easy. I really do
how many of us will be saved the pain of seeing the most important things in our lives disappearing from one moment to the next? i don’t just mean people, but our ideas and dreams too: we might survive a day, a week, a few years, but we’re all condemned to lose. our body remains alive, yet sooner or later our soul will receive the mortal blow. the perfect crime - for we don’t know who murdered our joy, what their motives were, or where the guilty parties are to be found.
are they aware of what they’ve done, those nameless guilty parties? i doubt it, because they too - the depressed, the arrogant, the impotent, and the powerful - are the victims of the reality they created.
Be content with what you have; rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you.
I have a crown to give that no one wants. I only wanted to treat you like the princess you are, but you never wanted that gift
I’d rather be hated every damn day of my life for being real than loved for something I’m not.
you were right about the stars, each one is a setting sun
To laugh is to risk appearing the fool.
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out for another is to risk involvement.
To expose feelings is to risk exposing our true self.
To place your ideas, your dreams, before the crowd is to risk loss.
To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To live is to risk dying.
To hope is to risk despair.
To try at all is to risk failure.
But risk we must, because the greatest hazard i life is to risk nothing.
The man, the woman who risks nothing does nothing, has nothing, is nothing.
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own. If you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it is not pretty every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes.”
It doesn’t interest me to know where you live, or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, and do what needs to be done…
It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to knwo if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to knwo what sustains you from inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself, and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
What you do every day is more important than what you do once in a while
no matter how upside down it all may temporarily appear, we will have no fear because we know this secret: life is crazily in love with us-wildly and innocently in love with us. the universe always gives us exactly what we need, exactly when we need it.
you don’t realize how much time has passed until you look at old photographs. all those memories, all those people you knew and loved, all those times you felt so empty, all those times you felt whole; they all run into one memory in your head. look at a picture and it’ll be its own time travel machine. i can’t tell you how many times i daydream a day.
The best feeling in the world is realizing you’re perfectly happy without the person you thought you needed.
I cannot count the times I have cursed our lack of urgency. If I ever love again, I will not wait to love as best as I can. We thought we were young and that there would be time to love well sometime in the future. This is a terrible way to think. It is no way to live, to wait to love.
Four things a woman should know: How to look like a girl, How to act like a lady, How to think like a man, And how to work like a dog.
Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere
Every girl should use what Mother Nature gave her before Father Time takes it away.
Walk with the dreamers, the believers, the courageous, the cheerful, the planners, the doers, the successful people with their heads in the clouds and their feet on the ground. Let their spirit ignite a fire within you, to leave this world better than when you found it.
We never really grow up. We’re still who we were when we were 10. Still just as immature, ready to have fun, and admit that we still love to hangout at the playground. The only difference is we’ve all had our hearts broken, and you know what? That’s the one thing that really changed us.
I’m in a constant process of thinking about things. I’ll think about things for thirty or forty years before I’ll write it.
Sometimes it’s a good day to die, and sometimes it’s a good day to get up and have breakfast.
If music be the food of love, then play on
We must risk going too far to discover just how far we can go
At the end of the day, you have to ask yourself: Of the many different lives that can be lived, which is the one that’s going to inspire you?
Never underestimate, how many friends you have, how close you are, and how much fun you’re going to have. Because, as you’ve seen throughout your entire amazing life, one usually gets exactly what they’ve been estimating. You thrill me.
When it’s real. When it’s right. Don’t let anything stand in your way.
I'm not playing hard to get. I am hard to get.
If I had my life to live over, I’d dare to make more mistakes next time. I’d relax; I’d limber up. I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I would take fewer things seriously. I would take more chances. I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers. I would eat more ice cream and less beans. I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but I’d have fewer imaginary ones.
You see, I’m one of those people who lived sensibly and sanely hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I had my moments, and if I had to do it over again, I’d have more of them. In fact, I’d try to have nothing else. Just moments, one after the other, instead of living so many years ahead of each day. I’ve been one of those persons who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat, and a parachute. If I had it to do over again, I would travel lighter than I have.
If I had my life to live over again, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dance; I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.
I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
We always pay for our life education in one form of coin or another. It isn’t always in money. Sometimes it is pain, mistakes, and self recrimination. What we glean from these payments are our real and lasting education. The only test results that truly make a difference.
The best moments in reading are when you come across something - a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things - that you’d thought special, particular to you. And here it is, set down by someone else, a person you’ve never met, maybe even someone long dead. And it’s as if a hand has come out, and taken yours.
When you look for the best in others, you bring out the best in yourself .
I wish that people wore their feelings on their sleeve. I wish that it didn’t take much to figure out another’s mind or their intentions. I get tired of never-ending guessing games, where nothing is certain and everything is up for speculation. I wish people spoke their minds like they spoke sugarcoated white lies. I wish people actually said the things that were on their minds. I wish people didn’t feel the need to dress everything up and make it sound pretty. Give it to me raw, please. I’d rather know the truth than walk in a lie
Never, ever underestimate the power of ‘Id Like that’.
I can’t really say why everybody wishes they were somewhere else, but in the end, the only steps that matter are the ones you take all by yourself”
Sometimes, we put too much passion on the biggest dreams and priorities in life that we fail to love the smallest pleasures from simple things. We search so much for the right choices. For the right paths to walk through. For the right time. And for the right reasons. But life isn’t about searching for the things that can be found. It is about letting the unexpected happen and finding things you never searched for.
Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don’t, and believe that everything happens for a reason. Know a good thing when you see it, and don’t let it slip away. If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said it would be easy, they just said it would be worth your while.
Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same.
This is life.
People will screw you over.
You’ll fight with your family.
You’ll witness things that will change you forever.
You’ll blame new lovers for things old lovers did.
You’ll lose best friends you thought would always be there.
You’ll come to realize that everyone has a past.
You’ll cry, you’ll laugh, & you’ll embarrass yourself.
But then you’ll find your very own moment where none of that matters;
where you can sit back & realize that shit happens to people
who can handle it & that this is who you are,
& that no one should want to change you,
including yourself.
Courage is the discovery that you may not win, and trying when you know you can lose.
Honor is standing for what you believe in, not for what you know.
If you plow the field everyday, the only thing that grows is resentment.
Compassion is passion with a heart.
The only thing in the whole universe people need to control are their attitudes.
How a person wins and loses is much more important than how much a person wins and loses.
If you only do what you know you can do, you never do very much.
There are no failures- just experiences and your reactions to them.
Getting what you want is not nearly as important as giving what you have.
Going on a journey without a map requires following directions. Going on a journey without one, requires following the heart.
If you don’t want it bad enough to risk losing it, you don’t want it bad enough.
When life knocks you down, you have two choices- stay down or get up.
Remember when Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts. Homework goes in the trash. Detention becomes suspension. Soda becomes vodka. Bikes become cars. Kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest. War was only a card game. And the only drug you knew was cough medicine. When wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we couldn’t wait to grow up..
woke up this morning I was staring at the ceiling cracks and roadmaps and landscapes and highways I have seen I have been to places far and deep in my mind only to find Comfort in Your strangeness of moving shadows when I call the wind by name rushing Firewater in the dark of a cloud I have seen I have been to places far and deep in my mind only to find Comfort in Your strangeness we are slaves to the crimes we commit in fits of passion we shame we are nothing we are nothing we are nothing we are nothing but the dust on Your feet dying to be born again singing Ether Water Fire singing Earth Singing Air I have seen I have been to places far and deep in my mind only to find Comfort in Your strangeness I have seen I have been to places far and deep in my mind only to find Comfort in Your strangeness
All my life needed was a sense of someplace to go
Have you ever laughed so hard until your stomach couldn’t contain the snakes inside and still felt that gaping hole where your heart used to be? Have you ever spent time with people who are supposed to be your friends, but still felt like something, anything, was lacking? Have you ever wanted something so badly, so badly that you would hurt those who gave you life, to have what they thought was wrong? Have you ever sat next to someone you couldn’t have, couldn’t have because it was wrong? Have you ever felt so low, low that there was a high and that even the little numbers on the scale didn’t even bring a sense of satisfaction anymore? Have you ever fallen so hard, so hard that it left bruises that made you malleable to all words thrown at you? Have you ever been so broken, that even when the person you’ve wanted for so long is there right in front of you, you don’t have enough fucking courage, to make a move, to make it happen, because everything feels like it’s all gone?
I dream that we are driving for miles, through tunnels filled with light and dark. The shadows dance on the tips of your fingers and between each crevice on your body. Little freckles remain where light comes, your clavicle, bright and white. You are so pale, so fragile. Tell me what you want, what you need, I will be yours. You wanted someone weak, I was weak. You wanted strength, so I was strong. You wanted, I gave, you received, and I never took.
No one in this world is single. Each of us are only in different levels of being taken. Some of us are happily taken, and some of us are taken for granted.
There’s no school like the old school, and I’m the fucking headmaster.
Newsflash: Everyone’s scared. That’s not a reason to run away
Stay true to yourself because there are very few people who will stay true to you.
The most tiring thing to do? to think
The most expensive? smile
The hardest to regain? trust
The most painful? loss
The easiest escape? to pretend
The most challenging? to move on
The bravest thing to do? to love
The most effective solution? to pray
Among other things, you’ll find that you’re not the first person who was ever confused and frightened and even sickened by human behavior. You’re by no means alone on that score, you’ll be excited and stimulated to know. Many, many men have been just as troubled morally and spiritually as you are right now. Happily, some of them kept records of their troubles. You’ll learn from them - if you want to. Just as someday, if you have something to offer, someone will learn something from you. It’s a beautiful reciprocal arrangement. And it isn’t education. It’s history. It’s poetry.
The most successful people are those who are good at plan B.