“I think the worst part about our failed friendship wasn’t that it didn’t work out. It’s all the time I wasted with you when I could have been with people who were my real friends all along. I was so caught up in trying to make our friendship be real that I overlooked the ones that were effortlessly real. But I also think everything happens for a reason. And while you may not have been the best friend ever, you were a lesson, and believe it or not, I learned a lot. And for that, thank you.”
لا يُحب الإنسان بأسبُوع أو شهر، لا يُمكنك أن تُحب البحر وأنت تقف على الشّاطئ، يجب أن تغُوص في أعماقُه، تضْرِبُك أمواجُه، وترى قاعهُ المُظلم فتَلْمَس عُيُوبه، وتعْرف كيفَ يغضب، وبعدها فقط إما أن تُحبه كله أو تكرهه كله
انّئ احبّكِ عندما تبكينَ و احبّ وجهكِ غائماً و حزينا الحزنُ يخمرنا معاً و يزيدُنا من حيث لا أدري و لا تدرينَ تلكَ الدموع الهاميات احبّها و احبّ خلف سقوطها تشرينا بعض النساء وجوههنَّ جميلة و تصير اجمل عندما يبكينَ
"Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours."
Clementine Kruczynski, Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
I always feel this pressure of being a strong and independent icon of womanhood, and without making it look my whole life is revolving around some guy.
But loving someone, and being loved means so much to me. We always make fun of it and stuff. But isn't everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?
I believe if there's any kind of God it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between.
If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt.