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Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.
I am a dreamer, an optimist, a liar. A little moody girl from a small town with big dreams and plans. People dislike my sarcasm but some of them like it. I love quotes and icons and I think music is about lyrics and good rhythm. I drink in company, I steal, I lie, I've smoked weed and I don't regret anything. I know when to stop and you can't tell me what is good for myself and what's not. I've already learned people come and go away. After all these years, I am still involved in the process of self-discovery. It's better to explore life and make mistakes than to play it safe. Mistakes are part of the dues one pays for a full life. I've never tried to block out the memories of the past even though some are painful. I don't understand people who hide from their past. Everything you live through helps to make you the person you are now. I don't believe perfection exists. I am single, loved but not really looking. You think you can get closer to me? Try it, I will give you a chance.
life is the ability to feel so happy, you think your insides are going to explode. it’s being so upset or disappointed, you feel as if your stomach just dropped ten feet out of place. it’s running so hard, you can barely breathe. it’s that feeling of panic when you know you’ve been caught doing something wrong. it’s having that sudden rush before you kiss someone you care about. it’s opening your eyes and feeling them slipping because you spent the whole night crying. it’s letting people go, but letting new ones come in and all the while, realizing that life doesn’t have a purpose unless you let it. it’s taken me a while, but i’m learning that letting go of the past
is a good thing. it doesn’t mean forgetting, it just means moving on. because you can’t enjoy the present when you’re stuck in the past. you know, sometimes we make decisions about our life and they feel like the right decision at the time. no, they are the right decisions at the time, but that doesn’t mean they’ll be the right decisions forever. and you know what i’ve realized as i’ve gotten older? there isn’t a definite right and wrong anyway. sometimes we do what seems wrong, but we have good reasons for doing it. so it’s not wrong after all. you should see yourself for who you are. you are the most critical person in your life. you will choose to wake up one day and wear what you think is best on you. you really shouldn’t worry what others think of you or worry how you look to others. as long as you are confident within yourself, you will become the most successful person in the world. it’s easy to forget how perfectly life works out. when you are down, you believe that things never work in your favor. but if you look back, you see that, in many cases, things happened exactly the way they needed to. there comes a time in life when you have to let go of all the pointless drama and the people who create it and surround yourself with people who make you laugh so hard you forget the bad and focus solely on the good. after all, life is too short to be anything but happy.
My world has never been this beautiful. I wake up and I smile because I know I'm gonna make it through the day. When I stop crying, I move on with a smile on my face. I have that special person who likes me just because I am. And spring makes me relaxed, happy, optimistic. My world is irreplaceable.
there are no new beginnings, but forever new endings.
