“You are so lucky to be bestfriends. Work hard at that. And respect that. Be patient. You don’t always have to be right. Even if you are, it doesn’t fucking matter anyway. Fight for it everyday. I wish I had.”—Celeste and Jesse Forever (2012)
When things are going super well, when life has been perfectly laid out for you and you need nothing else to do but to live it, ugly dirty sick thoughts come out of you. You go hot and cold - when life is bad, you complain and wish for better days; when life is good, you fear for it and wait for the slightest sign of imperfection or wait for the “Gotcha!” person, as if you’re in a practical comedy show.
It’s like winning the lotto or an all-expense paid trip (tax free!) around the world. Or landing the job I love. Or learning to drive. Or having an uninterrupted reading session. From impossible to probable, from mundane to achievable, you are the epitome of all good things.
“Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they’ll love you back. Don’t expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart but if it doesn’t, be content it grew in yours.”—Daily Relatable Love Quotes (via thelovewhisperer)
Easy for you to insult me when I’ve been there the whole time.
I’m not sure how being “sensitive” works.
All of us have our own share of problems. They always say that when your problems arise, think of others who have greater problems compared to your tribulations. But isn’t this crab mentality?
When I become “sensitive” of other people’s feelings, what do I get in return?
I will be sensitive because I know what you’re going through. I won’t bother you with my problems. You could lash out on me and say mean stuff. You could release all anger; I’m ready to be your punching bag. Even when I don’t understand a thing. Do all this make me sensitive enough?
I realized, though, that being “sensitive” isn’t very literal. It’s hard to take care of one’s personal worries, let alone think of other people in the process. It’s hard to give oneself to another not just because you start to worry about them, but because you are giving them the capacity and the freedom to hurt you.
Being “sensitive” presents a whole array of explanations, but maybe I thought of my stance on this, based on what my guy and I argued about tonight.
"Spare each other pain."
(I got this quote from my college bestfriend, which she got from another source lol)
I think that’s my share of sensitivity.
That’s not being a martyr (in love, that is) at all. Sparing each other pain is just “don’t hurt each other” in different terms. In a more active than passive sense.
That four-word line was indeed life-changing.
When there are arguments which I could let go, I let them go. When I feel like I am pushing too far, I stop. When I don’t know what to do, I think.
Our words sting, you know. They may mean nothing to us when uttered, but for others, they mean the world. They suck our words. Inhale them, let them in, let them stay in their lungs or their small intestines. Our words sting. They just do.
It’s okay to be frank and to tell the truth.
So as long as we become sensitive. That is, sparing each other pain.
“People say to you, ‘you’ve changed’, or something like that, well, I hope, for the sake of God that you have changed, because I don’t want to be the same person all my life. I want to be growing, I want to be expanding. I want to be changing. Because animate things change, inanimate things don’t change. Dead things don’t change. And the heart should be alive, it should be changing, it should be moving, it should be growing, its knowledge should be expanding.”—Shaykh Hamza Yusuf (via c-oquetry)
“You shouldn’t be sorry about love, rather it should make you wonder that if you were once happy with the wrong one, how much more when the right one comes?”—Daily Relatable Love Quotes (via thelovewhisperer)
“I don’t pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into the room and smile at you.”—Your Daily Relatable Love Quotes and Images (via thelovewhisperer)
I love you more, Maria. Beyond our love-hate relationship with words. ;) I miss you, let’s get back to writing to each other ples!! I have so much to update you on, dunno where to start. :))) Hope all is well - I could see!! ;)