Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn’t the world, it wasn’t the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don’t know, but it’s so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I’ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.
Jonathan Safran Foer (via anditslove)
Jonathan Safran Foer (via anditslove)
See, if you really cared about someone, you wouldn’t need to be told what to do. You make the first move. You take your chance. You take that risk. You let yourself be vulnerable just to prove that you would drop everything in a split second to show someone you’ll always be there when they needed you.
Talk is cheap, actions speaks louder.
If you’re going to tell me something, then do it.
You wanna know why I push people away?
Its only because I’ve been hurt too many times before. So many damn people have gone in and out of my life. Some because of stupid reasons and some with no reason at all. I push people away because I’m sick and tired of it. I leave before I’m left. I leave before I get hurt again. Simple as that. Plus, if people are meant to be in my life, they’ll come back. Somehow.
I tend to push people away.
I don’t know why but it’s what I do when I’m afraid.
Don’t strive to make your presence noticed, but strive to make your absence felt.
Sometimes it’s best to shut up, stop asking questions, and just enjoy what you have while you have it.
