September 20th, 2014
This week I’ve been reading a lot and doing little work. That’s the way things ought to be. That’s surely the road to success.
Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl (via larmoyante)
September 19th, 2014
That’s the whole trouble. You can’t ever find a place that’s nice and peaceful, because there isn’t any. You may think there is, but once you get there, when you’re not looking, somebody’ll sneak up and write Fuck you right under your nose.
You thought you had it figured out, and maybe you did, maybe you were happy and feeling alive. Now it’s all gone, and you are left wondering “Why did I go through that?” and it begins to hurt, like a weight on your chest. Just know, that’s how life is sometimes; you have sweet and wonderful moments, moments full of endless possibilities and joy. But then you have moments that are deeply wounding, and you have to teach yourself to keep going. That sometimes you fall, but you will always have the choice to get back up, and love what you have; even if it’s only a heartbeat.