Be Brave.

Xuan

[xngxn]

This, dear friends, is what I am talking about. Yes, yes, yes. This is anxiety

It’s this lack of connection and clarity that leaves us fretting and checking and spinning around in our heads and needing to compensate with irrational, painful behaviors, whether it be OCD, phobias or panic attacks. It’s this sense of missing... something.. that leaves us feeling lonely and incomplete and fluttery. Something is not right. We haven’t landed.

- first, we make the beast beautiful (Sarah Wilson)

[xngxn]

Every laugh and good time that comes my way feels ten times better than before I knew such sadness.

-maybe u should talk to someone

[xngxn]

Between stimulus and response, there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.

- Viktor Frankl

[xngxn]

April~ was fluttery. April was the end, and also the beginning. April was mundane, was pensive, was insomnia (some nights), was self doubt. April felt a little lost. April was trying to find joy in the littlest things. April was incomplete, was trying. April had me doing some self discovery, finding my way back into reading. (Maybe You Should Talk to Someone) April was good. Catching up was good. Short break was good. So glad April was over 🙂

[xngxn]

"What is a rite?" asked the little prince.

"Those also are actions too often neglected," said the fox. "They are what make one day different from other days, one hour from other hours. There is a rite, for example, among my hunters. Every Thursday they dance with the village girls. So Thursday is a wonderful day for me! I can take a walk as far as the vineyards. But if the hunters danced at just any time, every day would be like every other day, and I should never have any vacation at all."

[clubsprout]

how lucky do two people have to be in order to fall for each other at exactly the right time in exactly the right way

[featherumbrellas-deactivated201]

“But in the end, stories are about one person saying to another: This is the way it feels to me. Can you understand what I’m saying? Does it feel this way to you?”

— Kazuo Ishiguro, in his Nobel prize (2017) acceptance speech. (via wethinkwedream)

[qiauxi]

“Let it pass; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Sensible Thing (via sarahs-delights)

[neonkontra]

[ryansheppeck-deactivated2018030]

Exploring Dyrholaey.

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I have moments of amnesia when I suffer less, but now the pain is unrelenting.

Auguste Rodin, from a letter to Camille Claudel written c. May 1886 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I know nothing except that I’m waiting for you and that you never come.

Dylan Thomas, from a letter to Caitlyn Thomas written c. May 1953 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[xngxn]

i rmb that rainy day a couple of years ago where i lay on the bed and put ‘only love can hurt like this’ on repeat. 

[crispyshins]

I shiver, thinking how easy it is to be totally wrong about people; to see one tiny part of them and confuse it for the whole.

Lauren Oliver (via crispyshins)

[sunshine-and-happy-things]

Source: @vikkichu

[xngxn]

I’m ready to forgive you but forgetting is a harder fight Little do you know I need a little more time

[sarahs-delights]

Let it pass; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Sensible Thing (via wethinkwedream)