I am trying to remember you,
Nayyirah Waheed (via wordsthat-speak)
let you go,
the same time.
I remember my youth and the feeling that will never come back any more — the feeling that I could last for ever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort — to death; the triumphant conviction of strength, the heat of life in the handful of dust, the glow in the heart that with every year grows dim, grows cold, grows small, and expires — and expires, too soon — too soon before life itself.
Joseph Conrad, Youth (via thatkindofwoman)
louiexv-deactivated20120518 said: Explain your current situation to your five-years-ago self.
wow. alrite. i’ll give it a shot…
your name is frank now..it’s a long story. your girlfriend is about to break up with you because of the long distance. it’s ok. & that job you’re working..well, you’re gonna have to work there for another year and some months.. & then you’re gonna get fired. you’re gonna work a couple more jobs after that too. nothing glamorous. kinkos and at&t if you really want the specifics. but you’re never gonna be homeless or starving. don’t worry you won’t fail and have to move back to new orleans either. you are gonna get your heartbroken though. twice. if it helps, the first one is gonna be worse than the second. contrary to how it feels, it won’t kill you. in fact it’s gonna help you write an album. yea, you finally finished an album. people like it man. you’re actually gonna write and record hundreds of songs. they won’t all be good and most ppl won’t think you’re talented at first, but you’re going to master your gifts. you’re going to become a lot stronger and wiser..even a little taller. be patient. i mean, you kind of have no choice. and be good to people. i don’t wanna spoil too much for you, but.. you’re on a plane right now to the east coast to work with kanye west & jay-z. it’s all working out kid. you made it.
Maybe you don’t have a fervent, wandering spirit that sets flames to your heart, violently.
chenee daley, Flesh
Maybe unbelonging doesn’t make you nauseous like the taste of lukewarm coffee.
Maybe your life fits perfectly snug around your cracking reservations.
Maybe this is who you are, but it is not me.
So, do it. Decide. Is this the life you want to live? Is this the person you want to love? Is this the best you can be? Can you be stronger? Kinder? More Compassionate? Decide. Breathe in. Breathe out and decide
Meredith Grey (via truster)
Yet she likes complications. She wishes she could turn and say: I like people who unbalance me.
Let the Great World Spin, Colum McCann (via romanov-)