kapekim

“Please know that there are much better things in life than being lonely or liked or bitter or mean or self conscious. We are all full of sh*t. Go love someone just because, I know your heart may be badly bruised, or even the victim of numerous knifings but it will always heal even if you don’t want it to, it keeps going. There are the most fantastic, beautiful things and people out there, I promise. It’s up to you to find them.”

“I never stopped loving you. Not even for a second. Even when I hated you.”

“Everything you say should be true, but not everything true should be said.”

“That’s how you know you really trust someone, I think; when you don’t have to talk all the time to make sure they still like you or prove that you have interesting stuff to say.”

“I do want someone, need someone. You were right. And when I’m with you, I feel like I’m a better person. I feel happier, less alone. Less lonely. But it’s not as simple as that, is it? Being with someone.”

“Please know that there are much better things in life than being lonely or liked or bitter or mean or self conscious. We are all full of sh*t. Go love someone just because, I know your heart may be badly bruised, or even the victim of numerous knifings but it will always heal even if you don’t want it to, it keeps going. There are the most fantastic, beautiful things and people out there, I promise. It’s up to you to find them.”

“I lost all interest in my schoolwork, friends, reading, wandering or daydreaming. I had no idea what was happening to me, and I would wake up in the morning with a profound sense of dread that I was somehow going to have to make it through another entire day. I would sit for hour after hour in the undergraduate library, unable to muster enough energy to go to class. I would stare out the window, stare at my books, rearrange them, shuffled them around, leave them unopened, and think about dropping out of college. When I did go to class it was pointless. Pointless and painful. I understood very little of what was going on, and I felt as though only dying would release from the overwhelming sense of inadequacy and blackness that surrounded me. I felt utterly alone, and watching the animated conversations between my fellow students only made me feel more so.”

me: is fine being single, understands i am still capable of love, is in no rush, doesn’t like relationships that much

“You can’t force love, I realized. It’s there or it isn’t. If it’s not there, you’ve got to be able to admit it. If it is there, you’ve got to do whatever it takes to protect the ones you love.”

“But as long as I love you, I am not free.”