“Sometimes I come crashing down inside myself
without anyone noticing. I’m like an ambulance
on two legs, hauling the patient
inside me to last aid
with the wailing cry of a siren
and people think it’s ordinary speech.”—Yehuda Amichai (via finallyseeing)
“There is no person in the world who is made to handle every punch that’s thrown at them. We aren’t made that way. In fact, we’re made to get mad, upset, sad, be hurt, stumble and fall. We aren’t supposed to be able to handle everything. But that’s what makes us stronger in the end, by learning from the things that hurt us most.”—Unknown (via fuckyeahhappy)
“My anger has meant pain to me, but it has also meant survival, and before I give it up, I’m going to be sure that there is something at least as powerful to replace it with on the road to clarity.”— Audre Lourde, quoted on Carmen’s blog
“Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours. Don’t waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long and, in the end, it’s only with yourself.”—Mary Schmich (via gatekeeper) (via hatespinnerbait)
We save our best faces, outfits, places, up-dos, down-dos, feather earrings, crystal glasses, stories for story-time over coffee rings, vinyl records, and perfume flowers for the next person we meet. For whoever we welcome into our new home. Our new heart—or old heart pulled to the front of the stove from the backburner. Our heart put back in the oven at 360-degrees for fifteen minutes, turned over, taken out, and let cool to reveal our good side again.
We put on our Sunday best. A fun day dress. But darling, it ain’t the ’50s anymore and we’ll run out of our few dresses. A powder blue jacket is too much work just for lunch. Heels are a sometime thing.
We start wearing and seeing the same v-neck shirt paired with the same dark-wash jeans. Corduroy shorts with the hole in the left ass cheek, a bedroom window with the same hungover and oversexed sun shining through. The same little black dress that is also a shirt you once thought was for special events only, now made regular. When we see the same outfits over and again, that’s when the fork in the road appears: to continue, or to retreat and move onto the next new old outfit. The next new old heart.
“It’s not okay that you hurt me, but I am okay. I deserve more, and I know that now. And maybe you knew that inside, that you couldn’t give me that yet. So you set me free. We would’ve been so great, you would never have wished for more than I would’ve given you. But you never gave it a chance. So now you’ll never know what could’ve been. Maybe someday you’ll regret it, maybe someday you’ll think it was the best decision you ever made, but maybe someday you’ll see me walking, smiling and happy, alongside someone who’s also smiling and happy because he has my heart. Maybe then you’ll stop and realize what you’re missing, because someday, someone is going to thank you for letting me go.”—(via liveelaughlovee) (via havealittlefaithinme) (via funkylove) Damn straight. (via bestillmysoul) (via elephantsandlambs) (via poignant) (via sunkrist)
I’ve grown up an e-mail person, so I was strongly against the idea of Wave when I first heard about it. That doesn’t mean I’m not still itching to try it out though. It’s like my entire life combined into one application! Check out the article, if Wave means nothing to do you but water at the moment.