[perfectquote]

“No texts? I understand. No calls? I understand. No time for me? I understand. But when you see me with someone else I hope you understand.”

— Unknown

[justloveskins]

[thespilledquotes]

I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you're going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you.

— C. JoyBell C.

[love-personal]

[introvertunites]

[poutylilpixie-deactivated201807]

[tanya-nicole]

“I hope you don’t accept anything less than what you deserve. Run away from average love. Run like all hell. You deserve someone who will make your blood stir and cause your heart to dance. You deserve to be deliriously happy. It’s ok to be patient. It’s ok to wait for that. You’re waiting for the best, and that’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

— Unknown

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

D. I. Antoniou, tr. by Kimon Friar, from Modern Greek Poetry; “O Tell Me If You No Longer Believe In Phantoms,”

[thoughtrandomness]

“Everybody has a secret world inside of them. All of the people of the world, I mean everybody. No matter how dull and boring they are on the outside, inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds. Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands maybe.”

— (via minuty)

[paraluw-deactivated20221029]

i want my soul to feel like a calm blue sea

[tealecoco]

[dontkillthefaeries]

The natural path ✨

[bless-aura-deactivated20230722]

don’t let nobody save you for later.

[iglovequotes]

https://iglovequotes.net/

[soft-epithets]

Let me dance around the room with you in my arms,

Let me fall prey to all your charms.

Let me make you endless cups of tea,

Let me ask you one day to marry me.

Let me hold you when you feel down,

Let me make you laugh on the days you want to frown.

Let me kiss you softly on your forehead and your lips,

Let me lay between your hips.

Let me take you on walks by the seashore,

Let me hold you hand and tell you that you're the one who I adore.

Let me love you for the rest of our lives,

Let's one day get married and be wives.

Let me drive you out into the middle of nowhere so we can watch the stars,

Let me drive you to where it's quiet, I don't care how far.

Let me take you on road trips and stop at classic diners,

Let me woo you with bad jokes and cheesy one-liners.

Let me fall for you, because darling I'm already halway there,

Let me love you into forever, let me show you how much I care

[luckylluminati]

“She’s far from sane, but she’s the right kind of crazy, the kind you get addicted to.”

[creatingnikki]

When you ask me what my dreams are, I know you are expecting me to say things like I want to travel the world, or I want to save the world, I want to change our society or I want to save him.

But would it be okay if I could share with you what I really want?

I want the lightness of my heart, the peace of my mind and the sparkle in my eyes intact. And I know I can but don’t need to do the above to achieve this.

It can be achieved by simple things like ice cream on sunny days and 30 minute long conversations with the bookshop owner, an old man, who has more knowledge than anyone I’ve ever met.

I know I’m smart and I know every teacher thought I would achieve great success but I don’t want to run behind your idea of success. If you think success will lead to happiness, then what you really want is happiness, not success.

Maybe I don’t need to travel all the countries in the world. Maybe I will be satisfied with the 7-8 on my list. Maybe I don’t need to dedicate my life to social work. Maybe helping strangers in all the tiny ways I can is enough. Maybe I don’t need to save him by sacrificing my dreams. Maybe giving up a few hours to listen to how he feels is enough.

I know I’m capable of so much more. I’ve been told. But what if achieving my ‘full potential’ isn’t my dream? What if lying in the grass with my mom watching the clouds while listening to our favourite songs is?

What if surrounded by typewritten papers containing details of worlds that I’ve created, books marked with too many notes on them and rainy days with good coffee is my dream?

I know everybody wants me to constantly be doing the things they see as facilitators of success and a good life, and I know they mean well, but I’m already living a good life. I’m already happy. And to me that is enough. And to me I’m enough.