The World Is Full Of Monsters With Friendly Faces

I think the only way we can grow and get on in this world is to accept the fact we’re not perfect and live accordingly.

Because if you’re lucky enough to have people in your life that make you happy, that inspire you, that move you, you need to devour each moment you have together because you never know how many of those moments you have left. These people are sacred.

Bewilder me. That’s what I’m looking for. With every passing year I’ve grown exceedingly weary and complacent. Nothing interests me anymore. I want to be kissed clueless. I want my attention to be gripped for more than a few moments. I want to be stunned and surprised and compelled to second guess every damn thing I think I know about the universe.

The beautiful thing about life is that you can always change, grow and get better. You aren’t defined by your past. You aren’t your mistakes.

Kiss me until I forget how terrified I am of everything wrong with my life.

Work on you, for you.

Accept it, then move on.

“I see you everywhere, in the stars, in the river, to me you’re everything that exists; the reality of everything.”

Be alone. Eat alone, take yourself on dates, sleep alone. In the midst of this you will learn about yourself. You will grow, you will figure out what inspires you, you will curate your own dreams, your own beliefs, your own stunning clarity, and when you do meet the person who makes your cells dance, you will be sure of it, because you are sure of yourself.

Trust me, there are people in worse situations than you, but also there are people much more comfortable. So you are a survivor, but also a very lucky person.

I like how sleeping next to someone means more than sex sometimes, the body’s way of saying ‘I trust you to be by my side at my most vulnerable time,’ you have no defenses when you are asleep, you tell no lies.