“Feelings are just visitors, let them come and go.”— Mooji
“People think that intimacy is about sex. But intimacy is about truth. When you realize you can tell someone your truth, when you can show yourself to them, when you stand in front of them and their response is “you’re safe with me” - that’s intimacy.”— The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo: A novel by Taylor Jenkins Reid
(Source: jenshraders, via iluvcats96)
you’ve written so much about a boy with emerald, sapphire eyes who may or not be the love of your life. He may play you. He may break you. He may leave your heart crumpled up on the side of the road waiting to be swept away in the gutter. But don’t let the rainstorm that could happen flush you and your tender love away. You are strong. You are meant to be loved honestly and fully. If he is your everything, then you know that this feeling is a fleeting moment fueled by vodka and cranberry juice. But if you come to find out he was only brought into your life to teach you a lesson then learn it. You will never comprise yourself or your grand love for someone not willing to accept it. It may take years to find someone worthy of it. But don’t let that stop you from trying. Don’t let that close you off and fortify your sacred treasure. Love boldly. Love loudly. Cry often. Cry intensely. Be vulnerable. Be all too much all at once. When you look back on this drunken slur of words, I hope it reminds you of the pain you felt as your finger tips weeped on your keyboard for answers. But most importantly I hope it is a signal that the worst of times are far behind you, that this pain has shaped you into a better version of yourself, and that you are in the midst of the happiest moments this fickle thing called life has in store for you.
