we are not friends, we are strangers with memories

You keep a lot to yourself because it’s difficult to find people who understand.

Make sure you marry someone who laughs at the same things you do.

“ Try not to feel jealous about things, or people or places. It’s toxic. Just keep living. You will find your happiness. ”

Sometimes painful events can teach us things we didn’t even think we needed to know.

Sometimes we expect more from others because we’d be willing to do that much for them.

The only kind of love worth having is the kind that goes on living and laughing and fighting and loving.

She did not want to move, or to speak. She wanted to rest, to lean, to dream. She felt very tired.

I am trying to get back to the person I was. A fun loving person with fire in her eyes. But when trying to find more fuel I lost my spark. I just want it back.

Don’t screw up the best thing in your life just because your a little unsure of who you are.

Don’t lose sight of who you are in pursuit of who you could become.

Notice the people who make an effort to stay in your life.

The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love. It may look paradoxical to you, but it is not. It is an existential truth: only those people who are capable of being alone are capable of love, of sharing, of going into the deepest core of the other person—without possessing the other, without becoming dependent on the other, without reducing the other to a thing, and without becoming addicted to the other.

I like when you smile, but I love it when I’m the reason.

I crave space. It charges my batteries. It helps me breathe. Being around people can be so exhausting, because most of them love to take and barely know how to give. Except for a rare few.