#16DaysTilChristmas Last night on my way home from work, I had a short panic attack at the sight of two little girls running out of their front door. I instantly thought they were making their way to the road, but they were racing to their mailbox. I also noticed that each of them had a piece of paper grasped firmly in their hands. Then I thought they must’ve snuck out of the house for a bit (it was nearly midnight) to send a last minute letter to Santa Claus. They looked so excited, it was really cute.
“In human relationships distance is not measured in miles, but in affection. Two people can be right next to each other, yet miles apart. So don’t ignore someone you care about, because lack of concern hurts more than angry words. Stay in touch with those who matter to you. Not because it’s convenient, but because they’re worth the extra effort.”—(via stevenrosas)
It gets hard after a while of keeping things inside when you feel the need to release all these feelings. It’s only going to get more difficult from here out, and I need to learn to set my boundary on who to build my bridges for. People get tired after a while, and I can easily tell. It’s so easy to tell who really genuinely care and who is just curious. After all, I was always more of a listener than a leaner.
“And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself. You’ve got to love yourself.”—
“It’s like you’re screaming and no one can hear.
You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important that without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless; like nothing can save you. And when its over and it’s gone, you almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back so you could have the good.”—Rihanna
“He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.”—Bob Marley