Words Of My Heart
“Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.”
– Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own
Sometimes, there isn’t much to say.
Sometimes, there is no need for grand gestures and declarations.
Sometimes, the most simple is the most beautiful.
Sometimes, just a few pretty, heartfelt words are enough.
I am taken to a sheltering and comforting world
I like to visit to escape reality.
I’m on my way to the moon
and eventually find myself in the sweetest company.
Each and every day spent on Earth
is a new possibility to breathe, to create, to love, to live…
You look for stories everywhere…
there’s a great one
right in front of you.
The truth is, no matter how strong and independent we are, we’re going to need people. And that includes me. And you. And everyone we know.
We’re going to need each other.
No, I won’t say anything. I won’t say anything just yet. Because I don’t want you to hear the words, I want you to see them – I want you to feel them. I want every bone of your body to crack to the sound of them, every beat of your heart to ache beautifully and delightfully in your chest.View Post
The truth about my depression is this. It’s the devil living inside my brain and my heart, on a quest to destroy all of my cells until the last, catching every breath I take until I’m unable to inhale on my own, breaking every bone in my body until it eats me alive completely, destroys me, and kills me.View Post
The important thing
is not to think of happiness
as a destination