One day I’ll wake up and be glad I did
Something I have to keep reminding myself (via clubmonico)
If you don’t get excited when you’re about to kiss someone then you probably shouldn’t be kissing them. Kissing them should get you riled up inside and should not be mediocre. Your stomach may turn, electricity goes up your spine and you lose your breath. It shouldn’t be like a burning candle, it should be like fireworks are going off.
I have no desire to share anything with unknown persons.
Live in such a way that if someone spoke badly of you, no one would believe it.
The best thing for being sad is to learn something. That’s the only thing that never fails. You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser minds. There is only one thing for it then — to learn. Learn why the world wags and what wags it. That is the only thing which the mind can never exhaust, never alienate, never be tortured by, never fear or distrust, and never dream of regretting. Learning is the only thing for you. Look what a lot of things there are to learn.
I was the shyest human ever invented, but I had a lion inside me that wouldn’t shut up.