December 21, 2012

• After all this time? Always.

  

  I want to be with someone real, someone who never has to pretend, and who I never have to pretend around. Someone who’s smart, but knows how to laugh at himself. Someone who would listen to a symphony and start to cry, because he understands that music can be too big for words. Someone who knows me better than I know myself. Someone I want to talk to first thing in the morning and last thing at night. Someone I feel like I’ve known my whole life, even if I haven’t.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  It’s those moments when you drive around in a car full of people you love around a town too small for you. Where you gasp for breath between each laugh. It’s those moments where you get high off of just breathing in so deep, you feel your lungs getting cold. For a second, that split second, you don’t care. You don’t care about school, about parents, about money, about rules or broken hearts. Who you care about are the people sitting next to you. Yeah, the ones who make you feel invincible, even at your weakest points.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Whatever you do in life will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it because you can’t know. You can’t ever really know the meaning of your life. And you don’t need to. Just know that your life has a meaning. Every life has a meaning, whether it lasts one hundred years or one hundred seconds. Every life, and every death, changes the world in its own way. Gandhi knew this. He knew his life would mean something to someone, somewhere, somehow. And he knew with as much certainty that he could never know that meaning. He understood that enjoying life should be of much greater concern then understanding it. And so do I. You can’t know. So don’t take it for granted, but don’t take it too seriously. Don’t postpone what you want. Don’t leave anything misunderstood. Make sure the people you care about know. Make sure they know how you really feel, because just like that. It could end.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  All of this has happened before, and it will all happen again.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  In order to start a fire, you need to set a spark.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  What’s worse than wanting something you can’t have? It’s not knowing what you want. Wishing on all the stars in the sky for the answers to your questions, for something to believe in; someone to hold. Having absolutely no control over yourself, being caught up in a place you wish you were miles away from. Being stuck somewhere between the past and the future, nowhere near where you should be – in the present. Stuck in yesterdays and tomorrows, so far from home, far from everything you know and love. The uncertainty could just about tear you to bits.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Two people that love one another doesn’t guarantee a relationship. You can love someone, but not be compatible with them.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  When you really care about someone… You have to be willing to be hard on them. The truth will always hurt but not as bad as the knowledge of the lie later on.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  I’ll be fine even if I’m alone.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  I don’t give a fuck, I just came to party.

  
  
  
  
  
  

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