Ce que la littérature fait de plus beau, c’est de te rappeler que tes sentiments un peu bizzare ont toujours existé. Quelqu’un, quelque part dans un autre siècle, s’est senti tout aussi déconcerté par l’amour, saoulé par la société, fatigué de faire semblant et assoiffé de sens.
Been feeling so in love, so grateful, so happy…
It’s such a beautiful thing when you find the right one.
Even the sadest parts of life have a bit of sparkles when you’re with your person.
Whatever you do, pray for the ability to see your own sins, your own hypocrisy, and your own shortcomings. Never lose sight of that. Never get so carried away, pointing fingers that you forget you, too, have abscesses that need tending.
When someone doesn't change the way they treat you when they're having a bad day. Their mood doesn't cancel out their feelings for you. No guilt trips, no silent treatments, no drama. They might be moody but they make an effort to remind you that it's not about you. They protect the relationship even on bad days.
My type. ✌
falling out of love is one thing but slowly realizing your friend isn’t a good person/not in alignment with you and needs to be let go is a pain that isn’t talked about enough
Lately, I've noticed everybody looks OK until you eventually have a deep conversation with them. And then, you'll realize that, this is a sad generation of people struggling to survive through smiling faces and pretty pictures.