It’s an effervescent retreat from everyday and monotonous life. It absolutely outlaws boredom and bursts in thrilling desire. It’s a city knee deep in sins and disasters but everyone should try the taste of chaos at least once.
We love to be home, but we’re always thinking about where we’re going next. And we should. We should strive to see as much as we possibly can before too many responsibilities tie us down.
It is my duty, as the older sibling, to provide wisdom to get her through the next four years. Those four – very important – years helped shaped the person that I am today.
You don’t know my name. But I know your heart. I know that it beats to offset my laughter.
I am as hopeless as a hopeless romantic gets. I’m a chaotic mess of anxiety and optimism.
You don’t know my name. But I know your heart. I know that it beats to offset my laughter.
Do not love me unless it’s true. So I will not stand for temporary, or moderately. I will wait until the earth shatters beneath me and it is love that is keeping me standing. There are rules to loving me.
So, like, why haven’t you texted me? Did your phone break? Oh that must be it. It’s probably sitting in rice right now and you were typing to me before you accidentally dropped it in water.
I’ve realized that I don’t need you to heal me.
We survive the most epic pain. We embrace it instead of ignoring it.