Wherever life takes you, leave the place shaking, disrupted, and trying to imagine what it was life before you came.
Be a force for change.
For love and the belief in the good of people.
Go forth and be a force of the awesome.
Do epic, terrifying, unheard of shit.
Whatever makes you happy.
And other “bad” things.
And fall in love.
If nothing else, fall in love.
Sometimes I find myself sitting in one spot for hours, staring at nothing, thinking of nothing, feeling nothing, and, most disturbingly, caring about nothing.
You get depressed because you know that you’re not what you should be.
She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful: something to be admired from a distance, not up close.
While I can’t have you, I long for you. I am the kind of person who would miss a train or a plane to meet you for coffee. I’d take a taxi across town to see you for ten minutes. I’d wait outside all night if I thought you would open the door in the morning. If you call me and say ‘Will you…’ my answer is ‘Yes’, before your sentence is out. I spin worlds where we could be together. I dream you. For me, imagination and desire are very close.
“Memories and possibilities are even more hideous than realities.”