Sleepy-I was out late yesterday and just remembered I took some painkillers.
Lonely- I would like to be held right now because I’m also a little sad.
Jealous- Attachment issues.
Unloved- See three previous.
Warm- Even though I have my fan on and window open.
Blinded- Phone too bright.
“When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.”—Henri J.M. Nouwen (The Road to Daybreak: A Spiritual Journey)
“She often could not articulate her thoughts; they seemed like objects glimpsed peripherally, skittish and ungraspable, splinters and fragments that would not add up to much if bundled together; they refused to stand still for examination. For this reason, she was largely silent.”—Katherine Min, After The Falls (via dondante)
“We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.”—Dr. Seuss (via winterwools)