[thoughts]
Live with no regrets, for everything you do

Because although the lights are on, there is no one home.
And everything you are, everything you were, 
Everything you’ve been is not everything you’ll be.

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Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit

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Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit

I fell in love as autumn came, and it’s interesting to warm up as the world cools around you: to see trees dry up as you are just beginning to sprout, and birds flock away from your sky as you are starting to feel like you can sing.
If loving is learning I’ll always be lost between library shelves and I have come to terms with that. I have come to terms with never seeing daylight again.
I love now and I will love exponentially more in ten years - I don’t know how to cope with that yet, but I know that’s growing up and growing outwards to accommodate my ever-expanding heart, and I know it hurts.

People will tell you that you’re naive, and it will hurt you to your guts. You will want to explode in a loud burst of red all over them and the pavement and scream,
‘THIS IS VALID, AND THIS IS MINE.’
And so you should!

The choice to lie quiet and unwary - especially in the face of a world telling you that your life is going to plummet down around your ankles one day - is painstakingly overthought and delicate. You will know exactly what you are doing, and you will think, ‘I’m not like the others.’ And you aren’t, because you know exactly what you are doing. That doesn’t guarantee you anything, of course. You know that. Everything is temporary.
Your heart will be broken, whether it is for the first time or for the last. But you will recover, you will rise, and you will love again, and you will love just as hard.
I take comfort in my so-called innocence - it is huge and overwhelming, but it is a Friday night in, not a safety net, and I wouldn’t trade a broken-in living room and a hand to hold for anything.

stop calling it ‘naive’ | ishani jasmin (via ishanijasmin)
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Lawrence Durrell, Mountolive

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Lawrence Durrell, Mountolive

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Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

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Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily

I’ve having a horrible time
Pulling myself together
I’ve been closing my eyes to find
The old, familiar failures
I’ve been having a horrible time
Pulling myself together
I’ve been closing my eyes to find
Why all good things should fall apart

Do not try to be pretty. You weren’t meant to be pretty; you were meant to burn down the earth and graffiti the sky. Don’t let anyone ever simplify you to just “pretty.”

Things I Wish My Mother Had Taught Me | d.a.s  (via getoffyourfeetandmakethiscount)

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I haven’t tried to write creatively in awhile.

Some say to let things happen as they will, but they don’t realize how intensely hard it can be to watch your house of cards be overtaken by the wind.

"I was just soakin’ my head to unrattle my brain."

'Drive,' I thought.
'Coast,' I thought.


There is direction.
There is a destination.

Isn’t that what we all want? Direction, destination? We rush and we curse in daytime traffic, even otherwise, and occasionally, we drive to soothe our thoughts.


It’s not unusual to feel this way in the midst of dark night, is it?





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You’ll have to make decisions.


There are promises made in life that will make you feel like a filthy liar when you had seemingly innocent intentions. You’ll feel impure. You’ll feel lower than deep. A part of your being will feel so down that you might as well be buried in the mud holding the hearts you’ve crossed, so you think. And some of that will eventually happen, too. But recognize the crucial part of your essence that stays alive, that keeps going somewhere, that keeps driving and persevering. You’ll go places. You’ll go places. I’ll always have faith in you.

At some point, you’ll have to choose. We are not infinite. We are not. Time is fragile. The clock is ticking, hung upon the wall, which won’t even be there at some point.