seek happy nights to happy days

I am almost someone going home.

I’ve been taught that love is beautiful and kind, but it isn’t like that at all. It is beautiful, but it’s a terrible beauty, a ruthless one, and you fall-you fall, and the thing is – The thing is you want to. You don’t care what’s coming you just want who your heart beats for.

And I? I drink, I burn, I gather dreams.

Find a beautiful piece of art. If you fall in love with Van Gogh or Matisse or John Oliver Killens, or if you fall love with the music of Coltrane, the music of Aretha Franklin, or the music of Chopin - find some beautiful art and admire it, and realize that that was created by human beings just like you, no more human, no less.

I overcame myself, the sufferer; I carried my own ashes to the mountains; I invented a brighter flame for myself.

At the end of the day, you are a goddess who needs confirmation from no soul on how to live your life.