breathing dreams like air

it is what it is 

the sunrise, of course, doesn't care if we watch it or not. it will keep on being beautiful, even if no one bothers to look at it

but darling.

in the end, you've got to be your own hero, because everybody's busy trying to save themselves 

i'd risk the fall just to know how it feels to fly

some days, i feel everything at once. other days, i feel nothing at all

i don't know what's worse: drowning beneath the waves or dying from the thirst 

she was the type to fall in love with the moon, and everything that was beautifully unreachable 

stay determined

life is tough darling, but so are you

the trouble with trouble is, it starts out as fun

i used to build dreams about you 

some days i can conquer the world. other days, it takes me three hours to convince myself to shower 

love can sometimes be magic. but magic can sometimes be just an illusion 

you are free to choose but you are not free from the consequence of your choice 

believe in yourself a little more

all she ever wanted was unpredictable kisses and unforgettable laughter 

a plan is not always needed. sometimes you just need to breathe, let go and trust the universe 

far too many people are looking for the right person, instead of trying to be the right person 

no one has it all figured out

trust in the timing

never doubt your instinct 

may your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. i hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful. and don't forget to make some art. and i hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself. 

compassion is so often the solution 

my heart is at ease knowing that, what is meant for me will never miss me, and what what misses me was never meant for me

your mind is a powerful thing. when you fill it with positive thoughts, your life will start to change

and so the adventure begins

oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and shift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.

- George Eliot 

so, i close my eyes to old ends and open my heart to new beginnings 

- Nick Frederickson

what you allow is what will continue

remember, when you forgive, you heal. and when you let go, you grow

we must be willing to let go of the life we planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us