Because you aren’t just someone I loved back then. You were my best friend, my best self, and I can’t imagine giving that up again. You might not understand, but I gave you the best of me, and after you left, nothing was ever the same.
Best of Me, Nicholas Sparks
Three years ago the song reminded me of her from three years before. So when I hear that song now I’m reminded of her from six years ago, and me from three years ago remembering her from three years before. Three times, one song.
Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.
Change is a funny thing, not everyone can handle it. It can sneak up on you. Things aren’t what they use to be. The whole world is transformed. You realize the ground beneath you has shifted. Things are uncertain and there’s no turning back. The world around you is different now. Unrecognizable, and there is nothing you can do about it. You’re stuck and the future is starring you in the face and you’re not sure you like what you see. Like I said, I’m not big into change.
Breathe. You’re going to be okay. Breathe and remember that you’ve been in this place before. You’ve been this uncomfortable and anxious and scared, and you’ve survived. Breathe and know that you can survive this too. These feelings can’t break you. They’re painful and debilitating, but you can sit with them and eventually, they will pass. Maybe not immediately, but sometime soon, they are going to fade and when they do, you’ll look back at this moment and laugh for having doubted your resilience. I know it feels unbearable right now, but keep breathing, again and again. This will pass. I promise it will pass.
I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary.
But I believe in true love, you know? I don’t believe that everybody gets to keep their eyes or not get sick or whatever, but everybody should have true love, and it should last at least as long as your life does.
John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
The fact that you’re struggling doesn’t make you a burden. It doesn’t make you unloveable or undesirable or undeserving of care. It doesn’t make you too much or too sensitive or too needy. It makes you human. Everyone struggles. Everyone has a difficult time coping, and at times, we all fall apart. During these times, we aren’t always easy to be around — and that’s okay. No one is easy to be around one hundred percent of the time. Yes, you may sometimes be unpleasant or difficult. And yes, you may sometimes do or say things that make the people around you feel helpless or sad. But those things aren’t all of who you are and they certainly don’t discount your worth as a human being. The truth is that you can be struggling and still be loved. You can be difficult and still be cared for. You can be less than perfect, and still be deserving of compassion and kindness.
i hope you have been okay its been a while since youve posted and ive missed you! one of the best tumblrs out there :) xx
Hello there, I’ve been okay, thanks a lot for asking :)
I have started working and laziness has gotten the better of me which is why I hardly update my tumblr now :( But I’ll still post once in awhile so hopefully you’ll catch my posts when I do x
The only one you need in your life is that person who shows you he needs you in his.
She didn’t really want to forget all of it, because it had all meant happiness at the time it happened. She only wanted to to be able someday to remember without finding it painful. That was the trick, to keep all the good things from the past and cast away the ones that hurt.
Rona Jaffe, The Best of Everything
The fantasy is simple. Pleasure is good. And twice as much pleasure is better. That pain is bad. And no pain is better. But the reality is different. The reality is that pain is there to tell us something. And there is only so much pleasure we can take without getting a stomachache. And maybe that’s okay. Maybe some fantasies are only supposed to live in our dreams.