“I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone.”—Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via rejouir)
“Go after her. Fuck, don’t sit there and wait for her to call. Go after her because that’s what you should do if you love someone, don’t wait for them to give you a sign because it might never come. Don’t let people happen to you, don’t let me happen to you, or her, she’s not a fucking television show or tornado. There are people I might have loved had they gotten on the airplane or run down the street after me or called me up drunk at four in the morning because they need to tell me right now and because they cannot regret this and I always thought I’d be the only one doing crazy things for people who would never give enough of a fuck to do it back or to act like idiots or be entirely vulnerable and honest and making someone fall in love with you is easy and flying 3000 miles on four days notice because you can’t just sit there and do nothing and breathe into telephones is not everyone’s idea of love but it is the way I can recognize it because that is what I do. Go scream it and be with her in meaningful ways because that is beautiful and that is generous and that is what loving someone is, that is raw and that is unguarded, and that is all that is worth anything, really.”—Harvey Milk (via andyfuckingdwyer)
As the end of the semester is nearing, bittersweetness is taking over my mind. Boston is such a beautiful city, yet it did not live up to the my expectations. But maybe it was not the city that let me down, maybe it was myself.
College is supposed to be about fun, bad decisions, and long-lasting memories. I have few to none of any of those. Yet, I take full responsibility of that.
I never imagined that I’d make the decision to not return to school next semester, but my unhappiness here continues to grow. It is freaking me out that I won’t be here next year. I let myself down & I’m almost positive I’m letting my parents down. So much money down the drain.
So many thoughts running through my head. So many emotions.