It is better to be alone than to be with someone who can’t see who you are.

I want to know you. You seem like someone worth knowing. Every day I feel like I’m surrounded by people with hard edges and sour faces but I get the sense that you’re different. Too often people seem to think that they have the answers to everything. Their faces are trapped in permascowls and they can’t be bothered with anything besides their own narcissism. You aren’t like that. You still ask questions. You’re still looking for the answers.

The universe, I’d learned, was never, ever kidding. It would take whatever it wanted and it would never give it back.

what i like about her is that she blooms whether you water her or not. whether you give her light or not. she exists without your existence.