Still, the longer I was around her, the more I could see the colours of her mind and the recesses of her heart. There was a beast in there. But there was also a girl who was afraid of being a beast, and who wondered if other people had beasts in their hearts too. There was strength, and there was also just the determination to look strong. She guarded herself like a secret.
I can’t think of anything but nights with you. I want them warm and silvery, when we can be together all our lives.
Zelda Fitzgerald to Scott Fitzgerald, 1919 (via fakeville
The path to our destination is not always a straight one. We go down the wrong road, we get lost, we turn back. Maybe it doesn’t matter which road we embark on. Maybe what matters is that we embark.
I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.
there is only one important point you must keep in your mind and let it be your guide. no matter what people call you, you are just who you are. keep to this truth. you must ask yourself how is it you want to live your life. we live and we die, this is the truth that we can only face alone. no one can help us, not even the buddha. so consider carefully, what prevents you from living the way you want to live your life?