i regret a number of things in my life. things that if i could, i would go back and do it different, but you aren’t one of them. whatever it was we ‘had’ or didn’t have, for that matter, i don’t regret it.
i was happy, for that short time it was and i don’t regret it. i wish we weren’t where…
Confusing, yet not at the same time. Perfect observation 👌
Lately I’ve been thinking about who I want to love, and how I want to love, and why I want to love the way I want to love, and what I need to learn to love that way, and who I need to become to become the kind of love I want to be…and when I break it all down, when I whittle it into a single breath, it essentially comes out like this: Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.
|—||Andrea Gibson (via kimbooher)|
Respect yourself enough to walk away from anything that no longer serves you, grows you, or makes you happy.
|—||Robert Tew (via kimbooher)|