I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days and thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.
vorfreudeis defined as the intense euphoric sensation you experience from thinking about future plans and daydreams. This beautiful feeling is a natural reaction the human mind manifests from expectations of future pleasures and joyful anticipations, such as planning a trip, going on a date, and many other fulfilling, life-changing events.
Your chapter has been written and finished, my book will continue to be a beautiful story without you. Your toxicity will no longer drain me. I hope forever that you learn to love yourself, so you can love others properly. I now see why all of our friends resent you. I tried to be your friend and you only hurt me and pushed me away. Everyone knows how much I love you and that I’d do anything for you. That stops now… you broke me and embarrassed me and then blamed me for everything, when all along it was you. I love you, but stay the hell away from me.
“i hate how our generation has turned feelings into a weakness. how we tend to shut feelings out of our hearts once we start noticing their “symptoms”, as if they were a disease. how people break up because they’re afraid of going too far. what is so wrong about feeling, what is so wrong about loving with all of your heart? i feel so out of place in an era where loving means suffering.”
me @ my bad eyebrow: i’m sick of carrying your lazy ass… your sister works tirelessly to support this family and u think you can just keep cruising through life….get a real job….there is no ‘I’ in 'eyebrows’…except phonetically
“The worst thing about moving on is pretending that you’re happy, that you’re free to do whatever you want, that you have more time for achieving your goals. It takes a while to recover from a person you truly loved.”
“The public does not like you to mislead or represent yourself to be something you’re not. And the other thing that the public really does like is the self-examination to say, you know, I’m not perfect. I’m just like you. They don’t ask their public officials to be perfect. They just ask them to be smart, truthful, honest, and show a modicum of good sense.”
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Ann Richards (September 1, 1933 – September 13, 2006) was an American politician and the 45th Governor of Texas.