I’m laying in my bed in a room I left empty a couple of weeks ago, all ready to start a life and conquer everything I had dreamt of. Now I just wish that I could get everything back from before I thought I would succeed… everything that is warm and wants me completely is here, and everything else is scary and uncertain. I wish I didn’t grown up so, I wish I could be back of being that stupid, naïve 16 year old, and turn that into someone who took all the other turns than the ones that led me here. I’m anxious and I’m tired of the way things are. Tomorrow something changes, and I hate to admit of how certain I am that something ends and it’s not gonna be the way I personally hoped for. But I guess that’s what risks are: you either win big or lose big.
At least I know the wondering will be over, one way or another.
The difference between the ugly side of love and the beautiful side of love is that the beautiful side is much lighter. It makes you feel like you’re floating. It lifts you up. Carries you.
I miss your voice. Come back.
Does it bother anyone else that there are parts of your life you don’t remember? You have done and said things that you don’t even know about anymore. That means you don’t even have the right perception of yourself because you don’t even fully know who you are. However, something that you’ve forgotten about could be a prominent memory in somebody else’s mind. It trips me out.
(1/5) Favorite Relationships » Howl & Sophie
“Howl said to Sophie, ‘I’ve been wondering all along if you would turn out to be that lovely girl I met on May Day. Why were you scared then?’”
I didn’t realize it, but the days came along one after another, and then two years were gone, and everything was gone, and I was gone.
—F. Scott Fitzgerald, Babylon Revisted
The pain that you have been feeling can not compare to the joy that is coming.
Romans 8:18 (via elige)
A Year of Music - Day 40
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