I used to think that when I got older, the world would make so much more sense. But you know what? The older I get, the more confusing it is to me. The more complicated it is. Harder. You’d think we’d be getting better at it. But there’s just more and more chaos. The pieces - they’re everywhere.
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Rachel Cohn (via inmyskin)
Exactly |
Most people think happiness is about gaining something, but it’s not. It’s all about getting rid of the darkness you accumulate.
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| — | Carolyn Crane (via outcamethesun) |
I give up. I’m not quitting, but I give up. No more plans or expectations or even hopes. I’ll deal with what is exactly in front of me and no more. I’m done. I’m exhausted and depleted and done. I’m tired of trying and hoping and waiting and pushing only to have “the universe” slap me down over and over again. My faith is paper thin at this point. But I’ll use what I have left and plaster a big fake smile on and soldier through. Whatever. I’m out.
Not everyone is okay with living like an open wound. But the thing about open wounds is that, well, you aren’t ignoring it, your healing, the fresh air can get to it. It’s honest. You aren’t hiding who you are. You aren’t rotting.
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| — | Warsan Shire (via wethinkwedream) |
