Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Money, love, and freedom.


I wish we could all get paid to do something we love and would do for free.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Secrets, again.



I hope that all your secrets are wonderful things, that you can't wait to tell the world, and is hard for you not to say.

I hope you don't have any dark secrets or sad news secrets.

Mostly, I hope you don't have to keep any secrets.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Patience.


I'm not very patient. I don't know how to be. And the closer I get to whatever I'm impatient about, the less patient I get.

I hope you have patience. It makes waiting far more bearable.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Mistakes.

It's ok to make mistakes, as long as you grow and learn from them. Some people never will. Don't get angry about it. Smile to yourself and think, how much I'll grow, and how much they'll never know.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Wish.

If I had only one wish, I would wish for more wishes. And if I couldn't wish for more wishes, I'd wish for the ability to grant an infinite amount of wishes to other people. And if I couldn't wish for that either, I'd wish for a cessation of all suffering for the rest of forever and backdated to the beginning of time.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Trust.

"You can tell me anything," people say. "I won't judge you. I won't think any differently of you. You can trust me."

But people are people. And they can't know what they'll do or how they'll react.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

The texture.


I want to take off my shoes and walk on the grass. I want to walk barefoot on the sandy beaches. I want to walk into the ocean and never walk back.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Academia.


I want to un-graduate. The real world is a scary, scary place. Sure, the holidays and summer breaks were scary. But the real world is like one of those that lasts forever, and you can never return to the safe haven of academia.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Back to school.


I want to buy school supplies. But then I remember, I'm not going back to school. I want to take classes anyway, though.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Marionette.


Sometimes I wish I was a marionette, a puppet on strings. And never have to be in control or make my own decisions again. Life is full of tough choices, and I don't want to face them.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Monday, August 15, 2011

Share.

If only we could all learn to share, I think we'd make a huge step towards making the world a better place.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Answers.

I wish there were always answers. I wish the right choice was always obvious.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

So shine in this weary world.

I hope one day someone is nice to you, and helps you out, for no other reason than that they have compassion and want to do something good in this weary world.

Friday, August 12, 2011

Don't get your hopes up.

Try not to get your hopes up.

I know, it's easier said than done. But seriously, getting your hopes up just leads to disappointment and hurt.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

The meant-to.

I meant to say something more to you. I meant to hold onto you for longer. I meant to hold your hand. I meant to take you to fly kites with me. I meant to play chess with you. I meant to call you spontaneously, or show up at your door. I meant to give you a gift. I meant to read you a story. I meant to do so many things, and now we're out of time.

If you mean to do something, do it. We don't have much time.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

The things you don't want to do.

Sometimes you have to do things you don't want to do. And I'm sorry about that. But just remember, it won't be like this forever.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Monday, August 8, 2011

Help.

Help those in need. You never know when you'll be on the other side, and be the one who needs help.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Hope.

It's so easy to lose hope, and so hard to get it back again. Hold onto hope, with everything you have left.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

The far away and the close by.

It's the people you love who feel so far away. It's the people who you wish you never met that always feel so close by. Why is that?

Friday, August 5, 2011

Music.

Someone said this before I did, but it's true, so I'll say it again:

Music is the only thing that makes sense anymore.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

The differences.

Sometimes I think we're so much the same. We all laugh, cry. We all need shelter, food, water. Love. We all want for nothing bad to happen to us.

And sometimes I think, we're so different. We have such different reasons for laughing or crying. We have such different experiences that we cannot connect, ever. And that's what makes the bad things happen in this world.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Summer and autumn.

I can't believe the summer's fading. I can taste the chill of goodbye in the air. Autumn approaches, bringing with her the tears of the ending of things.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

I want to thank you, so much.

I would not be where I am today if I had not had a single person help me along the way. And I don't mean big help. It's the little things that made the most difference. Just saying, "You're smart, well-read, and you're going places." Just saying, "You're worth so much more than you know."

Or just holding my hand. Going on an adventure with me. Giving me a place to stay. You'll never know what you have done to alter the course of my life for the better. But I want you to know that you have, and I am so grateful. I want you to know that you changed this world for the better. Yes, you.

Monday, August 1, 2011