Posts tagged pleasefindthis

officialiwrotethisforyou:

When the air touches water, it makes a mirror. When I touch you, you do the same.

officialiwrotethisforyou:

I have told myself you are not allowed to hurt me anymore. That’s what hurts the most.

officialiwrotethisforyou:

You can only hurt someone until there’s nothing left to hurt.

officialiwrotethisforyou:

And I hide because there’s more to me than what you see and I’m not sure you’d like the rest. I know that sometimes, I don’t like the rest.

officialiwrotethisforyou:

What would you like to tell yourself today, to make yourself feel ok?

officialiwrotethisforyou:

May you do the things you want to and always remember what it felt like when you were doing them.

officialiwrotethisforyou:

Most importantly, if you can at all avoid it, don’t be normal. Strive, burn and do everything you can to avoid being the industry standard. Even the highest industry standard. Be greater than anything anyone else has ever dreamed of you. Don’t settle for pats on the back, salary increases, a nod-and-a-smile. Instead, rage against the tepidness of the mundane with every fiber of whatever makes you, you. Change this place.

Please, do that for me.

officialiwrotethisforyou:

Even after the entire world has taken me apart, there’s still a part of me left for you. 

officialiwrotethisforyou:

Love proudly. Let it burn anything between you.

officialiwrotethisforyou:

You’re wrong.

The question is not

“How many times can your heart be broken?”

 The question is

“How many times can it heal?”

officialiwrotethisforyou:

I understand that you care. I just sometimes feel that the people who know me best, are people I’ve never met.

officialiwrotethisforyou:

I don’t care what people think. I fell in love with you. Not people.

officialiwrotethisforyou:

You still believe you’re allowed to hurt the people who love you more than anyone else.

officialiwrotethisforyou:

If you are a bee in a dark room, the faintest lightbulb looks like the same sun that guides you home. But please, don’t fly to it, you should save your energy and wait until real dawn. Please, sleep.

I know you’ll ignore this and kill yourself, trying to fly through the hot glass of that bulb, to that fake sun. I just thought I should say something.

officialiwrotethisforyou:

No picture of a person ever feels alive until you draw in the eyes. So open your eyes. Let at least one of us feel alive.