Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.
When a certain thing in my life is good it’s so unbelievably good. But when it’s bad, my god it’s so bad.. Just feels like darkness
I really dislike how sometimes something someone does can make everything so unbelievably great where nothing else matters then at the drop of a hat it can all just change