Anything less than mad, passionate, extraordinary love is a waste of time. There
are too many mediocre things in life to deal with and love shouldn't be one of them.
Personally, I don’t like inherently happy people. I don’t trust them. I think there’s something seriously wrong with anyone who isn’t at least a little let down by the world.
And no matter what anybody says about grief and about time healing all wounds, the truth is, there are certain sorrows that never fade away until the heart stops beating and the last breath is taken.
Tell me what you listen to, and I'll tell you who you are.
We’re all searching for something to fill up what I like to call that big, God-shaped hole in our souls. Some people use alcohol, or sex, or their children, or food, or money, or music, or heroin. A lot of people even use the concept of God itself. I could go on and on. I used to know a girl who used shoes. She had over two-hundred pairs. But it’s all the same thing, really. People, for some stupid reason, think they can escape their sorrows.
There's a big difference between being alone and being lonely. And I'm guessing that once you've discovered this distinction you can't go back to solitary confinement without serious emotional repercussions.
Just knowing you exist changed the world for me.
Don't waste your time with fear... Fear won't keep you safe from being hurt.
Fate is the magnetic pull of our souls toward the people, places, and things we belong with.
Sometimes I would open my eyes when we were kissing, I would watch him and I could see it. I could actually see LOVE - not words, not an emotion, not an abstract concept or a subjective state of mind, but a living, breathing thing.
I try to find meaning anywhere I can. It's the only way I know how to validate my existence.