Il faut souffrir pour être belle.

Grasping at words for sanity, take a look at my soul. Darling

[slumberdarling]

Not lost, but not yet found, yet I'm somehow contented with my in between.

[slumberdarling]

Trust your own timing, find your own rythm.

It's 11:33 a.m. on a weekday and I am getting sad over the fact that I am not yet working within the aviation industry. I have to remind myself that I should trust my own timing, I have my own pace and I should never compare my own pace and rythm to another. I lift it all up to You.

[aheadfullofbooks]

“I like to show women who exist in solitude but do not suffer. They are not depressed or crying. Rather [they] are safe, exalting in the sense of enjoying the company of just herself.”

Postmodern Loneliness is a series by Mexico-based artist Idalia Candelas.

[lovelyom]

This is awesome

[screenshotsofdespair]

[mingdliu-deactivated20210422]

Life, eventually is a four lettered word. You can live in all the fancy apartments and buy the most expensive watch, yet, money is still paper you can replace. People find themselves attached to materialistic things, confusing them for feelings of being rich and wealthy but being rich - being truly rich is being fortunate enough to having souls you call home and inexplicable feelings no new furniture or phone can replace. Your life isn’t defined by what kind of wines you buy or where you bought your shirt. It’s not which restaurants you choose to dine in or how often you can afford vacations. It’s the way you can choose to approach people whether you have a dollar in your pocket or more than enough to buy ten dinners. When you pass, you want to be remembered as being someone who lived well, who lived with kindness in their soul, so much you could burn the sun for outshining it. It’s the moments you spend touching others, and if you can change people’s worlds, even if it’s just planting new flowers in the garden of someone who doesn’t believe they have a green thumb, then you are living well.

Ming D. Liu, September 1st, 2016

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[slumberdarling]

Romantic vs. Realist

How weird it is to think that a romantic and a realist would end up being together? 

Destiny, fate or whatever red string bullshit is there must’ve thought it will be funny for someone like you and someone like me to end up together. Seriously who would think that someone who romanticizes every little thing the universe has done will love the idea of being with someone who doesn’t even have a sweetness in his system? But here we are. In this crazy world of funny paradoxes, we somehow managed to be one.

I think we’ll make it work though. I hope we’ll make it work.

[slumberdarling]

I haven’t written for a while now but here’s a very random list of things stuck in my mind these past weeks

1. Never be afraid to cut off negativity and toxic people or things in your life. This is your life, and you get to have a say on who or what you want to be in it. There’s too much good in this life and no time must be wasted on things that shouldn’t matter.

2. It’s hard to say no, but say it. You don’t have to say yes to everything.

3. Be contented. People will never live up to your expectations and some things happen the way you didn’t plan it to be, accept it. Looking for something more may end up with you having less, so accept the little things they can offer. 

3. Material things don’t matter as much as we believe it does.

4. Unplug. 

5. Never seek approval from other people. Literally no one can make you feel better but yourself.

6. Relationships are fucked up. There will be a lot more fights, ugly crying and mean words spitted. Movies have romanticized relationships way too much and it will never be easy. Still take risks though, relationships are fucked up, but still worth it.

7. Don’t pressure yourself too much. Trust your own pace, it will all eventually fall into place, but don’t forget to work your ass off.

8. Love yourself, don’t seek it from another person.

9. Timing’s a bitch, but you got to trust it.

10. Happiness comes from unexpected situations. Make the most out of it.

[slumberdarling]

pagpilit na dumating ang summer sa buhay ng isang kolelhiyalang trisem ang eskwelahan

[likeafieldmouse-deactivated2015]

When I was young, I used to admire intelligent people; as I grow older, I admire kind people.

Abraham Joshua Heschel (via likeafieldmouse)

[hishiddenletters]

I bizarrely like you. I mean we use to fight a lot. We disagree at almost everything. We argue at every petty things. You hate me for being lazy and I hate you for being so direct. You hate the way I arrange my stuffs; you think its too messy and disorganized. And I hate how obsess you are at organizing things. I hate how you force me to do something I don’t like but I ended up doing it for God knows what reason. We differ is so many things. You are that someone I want gone and also that someone I want to stay all the same. You are my rival yet you are the closest person I have next to family. I don’t understand you. I don’t understand this. Actually, I don’t understand anything at all.

s.s. || Loving a Rival (via hishiddenletters)

[thelovejournals]

No relationship is perfect, ever. There are always some ways you have to bend, to compromise, to give something up in order to gain something greater…The love we have for each other is bigger than these small differences. And that’s the key. It’s like a big pie chart, and the love in a relationship has to be the biggest piece. Love can make up for a lot.

Sarah Dessen, This Lullaby (via thelovejournals)

[wordsnquotes]

We hardly ever realize that we can cut anything out of our lives, anytime, in the blink of an eye.

Carlos Castaneda (via wordsnquotes)

[transitionneededplease]

I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self-respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and that’s the beginning and the end of everything.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, “Letter to Isabelle Amorous” (via transitionneededplease)

[animalsnaps]

[slumberdarling]

I need to realize that not because he isn't doing things I expect him to do, doesn't mean he doesn't love me. Sometimes, people just find it hard to express their feelings. Or is this a way of me reassuring myself? //dmdp. the things i need to constantly remind myself to appear sane

[exceeded123]

And it was at that moment I knew. We were on the highest floor of your apartment building. The cold breeze caressing our faces. But despite that, I’ve never felt warmer with your presence. You sat in a chair–your arms, always as inviting as ever. The colors of the sunset bringing nothing but peace and serenity. You leaned against my arm and I just wanted this point in time to freeze. It was then when I knew. I knew not by a bang or a boom–but by the calm you brought.

you are my comfort zone (via exceeded)

[the-pocketwatch-melody]

Feeling things deeply can be a hassle. I guess that’s why you told me why you used to think about love and that you don’t anymore. Maybe that’s why I scoffed at the idea of us, that we could ever be. Love, as I see it, can be anything. Starting from long train rides leading home to the dying roses on the streets. I guess there’s still love left in us. But hey, if the red string of fate is real are we connected or just caught up in this tangled mess? Because meeting you felt like something from a story book. It’s like falling asleep on a strange coffee shop despite of the lingering scent of coffee. Being with you felt like fairy-lit nights on dark cities. It felt like rain showers. We were just so caught up in each other’s stormy disposition. Sadly, I was the only one who got caught up in love.

Teenage romance sucks in modern times. But hey, if it’s with you it’s not that bad at all. I’m currently hating you in reverse.  (via the-pocketwatch-melody)