To travel is to live.
The person in front of me that has had their turn signal on for the last 3 miles. Do you not notice it? Do you not hear it? Are you turning into the median? Are you going to take a detour into that…
I hate the way I still check for your interactions online. I hate the way I still want you to be mine. I hate how, after all this time, I still think about you. And I hate how you became someone I …
My life has been all about identities. I was a child, a daughter, a friend, a sister. Then I was a student, an athlete, and president of book club. I went to college and became a student again, a 2…
Our life does not consist in magic answers to impossible questions, but in the acceptance of ordinary realities which are, for the most part, beyond analysis and therefore do not need to be analyzed.
—Thomas Merton (via hugemultifandomblog)
Endings are necessary for beauty: otherwise we don’t appreciate the thing, because it’s unlimited. Limits are beauty. And death is the ultimate limit, a reminder that we need to appreciate this beautiful thing called life while we have it.