Your tears do not make you less of a man, and your fists do not make you more of one.
Be slow to anger. Love remains forever patient.
Know that it’s impossible to live without regrets, but it is possible to live without making the same mistakes twice. So keep your heart teachable. The teachable man will always get the job before the personable one who claims to know it all already.
— Max Dubinsky, A Letter To My Future Son (via yesdarlingido)
When life is sweet, say thank you and celebrate. And when life is bitter, say thank you and grow.
— Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet (via ding-ang-bato)
Writers end up writing about their obsessions. Things that haunt them; things they can’t forget; stories they carry in their bodies waiting to be released.
— Natalie Goldberg (via vittamin)
How beautiful is it that someone could make your heart beat so fast when you don’t want it to beat at all.
— Ocg (via heavyeyesignite)
if you’re going to leave, that’s fine.
and I know you promised you wouldn’t
seven months ago while I was crying
into your neck but I also know that
sometimes it rains even when it’s not
supposed to and sometimes boys
kiss girls they shouldn’t and we tear
flowers out of the ground just to watch
them die and things change,
so I understand if you’re done,
but please, when you’re packing all your
old sweaters and books, don’t forget
to take all your three AM phone calls,
and photographs where we’re smiling
so wide it looks like we’ve never known
that feeling in the pit of your stomach
when someone screams “I don’t love you
Take back every kiss, every night you
fell asleep next to me, every poem I
wrote you, every song you sang to
me, every “I love you more fight,”
every shock I felt in my skin when
you brushed against me.
I was never scared of ghosts until you
left but now I see you everywhere and
god if you’re going to kill me please
just do it quickly because I see you
in everything and it’s making it hard
— I won’t say I miss you but I think my mother knows anyway (via extrasad)