Tuesday, 14 August 2012
So, this will be my last post that I write while I'm still in my hometown of Chicago, Illinois.
Goodbye, North Shore... It's been fun.
This is crazy. I got my tattoo today and I go skydiving tomorrow. Then I'm off to Xavier on Thursday! So, my new post will be done in my new home of Cincinnati, Ohio!
Big post, so leave lots of love!
“I don’t live in either my past or my future. I’m interested only in the present. If you can concentrate always on the present, you’ll be a happy man. Life will be a party for you, a grand festival, because life is the moment we’re living now.”
“How stubborn are the scars when they don’t fade away? Or just a gentle reminder that now are better days?”
It is one of life's tragedies when you meet someone that you know is meant to be, but due to unexpected circumstances and misunderstandings, becomes someone you knew. Or when you can walk right past someone that at one part of your life was a big part of your life, and how you used to be able to talk to them for hours about the little nothings in life, and now you can barely look at them, and all you have left is that aching feeling in your soul.
You are bored of cheering me up, bored of calming me down, bored of drying my eyes, but there once was a time when you were the one. You were the blue of the sky, you came after the storm. You were the switch on the wall, in the hall, I am still fumbling for.
I don't even know you anymore. We're barely friends; we used to be lovers. I remember when I was all that you were living for.
There will be a few times in your life when all your instincts will tell you to do soemthing, something that defies logic, upsets your plans, and may seem crazy to others. When that happens, you do it. Listen to your instincts and ignore everything else. Ignore logic, ignore the odds, ignore the complications, and just go for it.
One of the hardest things you’ll ever have to do is to stop loving someone because they’ve stopped loving you.
We are as indestructible as we believe ourselves to be.
Why do we miss a person? It's either because we realize that we never treasured the moments when they were always there and it left us wishing we could turn back time again. Or we were too happy with them, we enjoyed every single moment, that we became so used to the idea of having them around.
Consider me a memory, consider me the past. Consider me a smile in an old photograph, someone who used to make you laugh...
I'm a mess, and so is my room. I like it better that way. I laugh too much for my own good, and I always say the wrong thing at the wrong time. I can be quiet and I don't actually hate the people I say I do. I can't keep a steady relationship to save my life, because I guess I'm not "girlfriend material." I tell people that this is me. Take it or leave it. Most people leave it.
i wrote the story myself, it is about a girl who lost her reputation and never missed it.
I guess all I am trying to say is that I have hope for you, that you will keep your love for the world even though it beats you down everyday.
“...and the world we live in will be either better or worse, depending on whether we become better or worse. And that's where the power of love comes in. Because when we love, we always strive to become better than we are.”
“To fall in love and ignore all the ghosts in your rear-view mirror saying saying this is going to end badly is just rebelling.”
Just say what you mean and mean what you say. Don't expect someone to read your mind, and don't play games with heads or hearts. Don't tell half-truths and expect trust when the full truth comes out. Half-truths are no better than lies. Don't be cold to someone you care about, cause indifference hurts more than angry words.
You know that feeling? That feeling when you just want the right thing to fall into the right place, not only because it is right, but because it will mean that such a thing is still possible? I want to believe that.
-Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist
I don't think feelings change, nor people. I think situations change. I know that it's possible to dislike someone after loving them so much or to love someone after feeling so much hate towards them but, it's not because people change, it's because it's not the same anymore. It's because something made you think differently, something opened your eyes, something caused you to see everyday the way it is at last. It's like days. Days can be cloudy, or days can be sunny but days don't change, the weather does. And nothing can play a part in that or fix that, they can just let it be.
You weren't perfect but you made life worth it.
Life is all about risks and it requires you to jump. Don't be a person who has to look back and wonder what they would have or could have had. No one waits forever.