When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.’ To this day especially in times of ‘disaster,’ I remember my mother’s words, and I am always comforted by realizing that there are still so many helpers - so many caring people in this world.

You can’t just sit there and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love.

if this body weren’t mine would i still hate it?

“Ik wou er wel over praten,” en ik struikel over de weggestopte gevoelens van de jaren terug, “Maar niemand vroeg er naar, dat was het punt. Niemand vroeg mij wat.”

My grandmother once told me, “Relationships are work, honey, and they aren’t 50/50. Some days when I get up I only feel like giving 10%, then your granddaddy has to give 90% that day. But there is always 100% love.”

Everyone tells you it’s alright to cry, but not enough people say it’s alright if you don’t want people to know.

School teaches you that failure is never acceptable. But that’s not how real life works at all.

It’s one of my theories that when people give you advice, they’re really just talking to themselves in the past.