romance isn’t love and love isn’t sex
You’re lucky if you have one of these things
you’re extremely lucky if you have two
if you have all 3, hot damn, share your secret
bill, is this you? ;P
(Source: travels-)
This year has sort of passed by without me noticing, except for the occasional “well, the leaves are changing color”. I’ve been so sucked up in the daily run of things that I’ve really missed out on the big picture of things. I’ve hardly had the time to realize how much I and others have changed and grown as people. Life is a strangely mysterious thing that I partially wish I could understand, yet never understand. If I were to understand it, it would kill all the loveliness, romance, grey matter, and surprises that I love so much about it to begin with. Yet, I cling to life like a frail little leaf in the wind because I’m immensely indecisive, timid, and scared to make mistakes. But I think as I have learned many times this year, mistakes are our most potent teachers, and our successes are often the echoes of those mistakes. Besides, what’s the joy of success if you haven’t earned it?
On a separate note, I’ve tried my best this year to rediscover the values I once held dear, and to shed the ones that I no longer believed in. I think that has been serving me well, because stagnating as a person never really worked for me.
I’m surprised to see half of my high school career over, and a little sad to say the least. The ending of a school year always prompts me to re-evaluate, and I think it’s safe to say that I’m as lost as I’ve ever been. And for that I am glad, because it lends me the opportunity to become malleable for the person I will be somewhere in the near future.
(Source: shoulderblades)
