ʕ ꈍᴥꈍʔ 🫶🏼

the night was meant for
people like us. for people
who use it to get away.
for people who see themselves
in the city lights and for
those who lose themselves in
the long walks home.

the night is where the
gentle madness is, my friend,
and that is where people
like us belong


*\- rom. drake*

Everything we hear is an opinion, not a fact. Everything we see is a perspective, not the truth.

*\- Marcus Aurelius*

You are the first morning thought, the last evening sigh, and every goddamn thing in between.

Found on Cosmos

I have never insulted anyone. I simply describe them, accurately 

*- Virgos*

Close some doors. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because they no longer lead somewhere. - ***Paulo Coehlo***

I hope one day, you choke on all the shit you talk. Beenzino

Sometimes I remind myself that I almost skipped the party, that I almost went to a different college, that the whim of a minute could have changed everything and everyone. Our lives, so settled, so specific, are built on happenstance. Anna Quindlen, Every Last One

Her soul was too deep to explore by those who always swam in the shallow end.

I’m so fucking sick of saying I’m sorry when I’m the one collapsed on the ground.

Where exactly do you put your hands on somebody who hurts everywhere? Charles D’Ambrosio, The Dead Fish Museum: Stories

…And please remember that you were beautiful before he told you that you were.

I think it’s important to realize you can miss something, but not want it back - ***Paulo Coelho***

Knowing when to leave is so important.
 The party, the job, the relationship.

Nature does not hurry, yet all things are accomplished. The tighter we grasp the sand, the more sand falls through the hand.

i’m just a bitch with bad posture and an irregular sleeping schedule 

All of my mistakes were people who were never what they promised to be.

I don’t think people understand how stressful it is to explain what’s going on in your head when you don’t even understand it yourself.

It is both a burden and a blessing, to feel everything as deeply as I do. Della Hicks-Wilson

“No tree can grow to heaven unless its roots reach down to hell.”  —Carl Jung

Sometimes your heart needs more time to accept what your mind already knows.

People look so different once you don’t care about them anymore

Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite. Not yet. Soon, maybe. Joan Bauer

If it’s meant for me, I will have it. If not, I’m ready to receive something even better. 

the biggest lesson im learning is that nothing is as extreme or as permanent as our emotions convince us they are. nothing is certain and things are always fluctuating and there are always exceptions and there are always mistakes. there is always pain and there is always love. everything is a delicate touch away from changing

The longer I live, the more deeply I learn that love — whether we call it friendship or family or romance — is the work of mirroring and magnifying each other’s light.


— James Baldwin, Nothing Personal

Time always exposes what you mean to someone.

“If you can’t handle her fire, let someone else enjoy the flames.”

There's no such thing as work-life balance. It's all just life.

Pay attention to who’s happy for u when ur happy

“Accept people as they are, but place them where they belong”

I knew I matured when I realized every situation doesn’t need a reaction. Sometimes you just have to leave people to continue to do the lame shit that they do.

Some things take time. Some things take years before you see how it comes together. But the more you can remember the wholeness of it all, the more you will find that despite your unknowing, the grass, the trees, and the creatures throughout this vast landscape are still growing, and somehow, through it all, it all works together, and you too, are part of that. and it’s okay if it takes time to see this. Wisdom is gathered over years, not minutes. Trust in slowness. Trust in thoroughness. - Morgan Harper Nichols

That’s what we all do: endlessly take the long way around. Haruki Murakami - Yesterday

When the end arrives, it’s really the beginning.

I close my eyes, but I can’t fall asleep, my body dying for the rest while my mind’s wide awake Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

Plot Twist: You let someone in and they don’t fuck you over.

One day I woke up and we no longer spoke the same language. I haven’t heard from you since. Hishaam Siddiqi, Where did you go?