For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever...– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via thekimenator)
"The letting is all"
It’s all about the letting not the getting, grabbing pushing, pulling trying to do more, or go. Go where? It’s all about the letting and the giving and forgiving and the living in the light of Love. Don’t shove, don’t hold your breath, you’re being held right now. How? By love, again and always, Love. It’s all about the letting, yes, that’s the hardest part, I guess, not outlining, designing, or...
Something about this room feels a lot like sixteen
New Zealand wool carpet. I dropped my mascara once and it never really came out, did it? Fire escape window. I’m onto the roof and I’m waiting and I’m sixteen and it’s kinda chilly outside but my heart is warm and that’s all that matters, isn’t it? Old quilt on the bed. If you look closely enough, you’ll see the hi-lighter marks from midnight reading...
Our hearts sing less than we wanted