rShowerThoughts

Instead of just looking up into the sky, you're actually gazing down into the infinite cosmic abyss, with only gravity holding you onto the surface of the earth.

Self advice

Stop saying it's okay when your soul's bleeding. Stop trying to dodge knives that always end up in the depths of your heart. Stop looking to the ceiling hoping that tears won't overflow. Stop taking people's shit. Walk away. Fuck them all.

"The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time" by Mark Haddon

Sometimes we get sad about things and we don't like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes, we are sad but we really don't know why we are sad, so we say we aren't sad but we really are.

"Detach from needing..." by Orin

Detach from needing to have things work out a certain way. The universe is perfect and there are no failures. Give yourself the gift of detaching from your worries and trust that everything is happening perfectly.

kenyaosuna

Just because I find you attractive doesn't mean I like you. You are appealing to my eyes, not my heart or mind. It is not that deep.

Caroline Forbes, TVD

I know you said to kill her with kindness
but can't I just kill her?

Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter

Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it.

e•ly•sian

adjective// a beautiful word

elysian is anything that connotes beauty, perfection, celestial divinity, bliss and overall paradise.
If you are overwhelmed by a mystical presence the word exudes, you are not mistaken, it is inspired by Ancient Greek Mythology. The Elysian Islands or Elysium is a conception of the afterlife reserved for the gods, the righteous and the heroic. It is a heavenly realm assigned for their indulgence and enjoyment of life to the highest degree of euphoria.

"Sonnet XVII" by Pablo Neruda

I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries
the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,
and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose
from the earth lives dimly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you directly without problems or pride:
I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love,
except in this form in which I am not nor are you,
so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,
so close that your eyes close with my dreams.

Michael Scott, The Office

Sometimes I start a sentence, and I don't even know
where it's going. I just hope I find it along the way.

Every heart
hides pain
--
fools hide it in their eyes
while the brilliant hide it in their smile.
Still, the pain shines through in the end.