Never allow someone to rob you of your colors for their own broken rainbow. Half the time, they're mostly too colorblind to really know what one truly looks like.
Just a random thought...
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Definitely needed to read this today...
“After a while you learn the subtle difference Between holding a hand and chaining a soul, And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning And company doesn’t mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts And presents aren’t promises, And you begin to accept your defeats With your head up and your eyes open With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child, And you learn to build all your roads on today Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After a while you learn… That even sunshine burns if you get too much. So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul, Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure… That you really are strong And you really do have worth… And you learn and learn… With every good-bye you learn.”
— Jorge Luis Borges, You Learn
I'm a walking, talking contradiction...
I confuse people. i have a happy personality and a sad soul. i'm bold but shy. i love deeply but sometimes i feel heartless. i'm healing and hurting at the same time. i'm dedicated to growth, but i self sabotage
Maybe I should really try this out and it may point me in a better direction than what I've been walking towards...
“Pay attention to the things you are naturally drawn to. They are often connected to your path, passion, and purpose in life. Have the courage to follow them.”
— Ruben Chavez
Bless these ladies....
Mamamoo and those little things they do… 😍
BONUS: Wheein trolling Moonbyul
You can say that again.... That shit's exhausting
Book: Night Drives 💖
by kamoko
I feel this everyday...
“There are some things about myself I can’t explain to anyone. There are some things I don’t understand at all. I can’t tell what I think about things or what I’m after. I don’t know what my strengths are or what I’m supposed to do about them. But if I start thinking about these things in too much detail the whole thing gets scary. And if I get scared I can only think about myself. I become really self- centered, and without meaning to, I hurt people. So I’m not such a wonderful human being.”
— Haruki Murakami, The Elephant Vanishes