You showed me what it would be, and then what it wasn’t. You made me believe in everything and then nothing at all. And I used to be certain and now I’m torn.
Yet in the most sincere way, I hope that you’re happy.
You’re going to get a lot of things wrong before you ever get them right. You have to know this. You’ll be okay.
Unlike the movies sometimes when you aren’t sure what to do, it’s better to take the scarier route.
Sometimes the brighter road just takes you in a circle right back.
Bad things have a tendency of dressing them selves up to be the best thing you’ve ever seen.
Sometimes they don’t.
Sometimes it’s hard to tell.
“And maybe something’s missing in your mind. Maybe you don’t work the same way everyone else does. Maybe you’re just different. That would be good news.”
But love is none of these things. It won’t suddenly make every day ok. It won’t change who you are. It won’t make your car go faster. It doesn’t even wash your dishes.
All love is, is love. And that’s all it needs to be, really.” —
It’s so easy to be optimistic about bad things when you’re too happy to be sad.