“When you are lonely, sit with it. Feel it move through your veins. Feel it mix with your breath. There is only one way out of this and that is through. Feel how strong you are to be able to live with such quiet around you and such roars within you. Listen to your heart, how it beats like the thin hand of a clock. Ask it what it wants. Make lists of all the things you dream will fill this space one day. A clapboard house with coffee simmering on the stove. Homemade bread and a hand to hold.

When you are lonely, remind yourself how awful it feels to fill this time with anything other than what you truly yearn for. You could go to his bed- nothing would stop you, you could go right now- but you wouldn’t feel any less alone while lying next to someone when that someone doesn’t love you like you deserve. He doesn’t know about the knot in the bottom of your stomach and he’ll fall asleep before it loosens.

When you are lonely, cultivate it. Cradle it. These moments feel like background noise but they are anything but. You are learning your way around yourself. You are drawing a map you will consult for the rest of your life. Ask yourself the hard things. How do you like your eggs cooked? Do you want to have children? How do you feel about global warming?

When no one else is around, you can hear your own voice. Even if it is a gentle, quiet thing there are so many things you can learn from it. Take your time.

When you are lonely, light a candle that smells like home or maybe one that smells like pine trees you’ve never seen before. Kiss your forehead in the mirror and have a glass of wine. Write a poem. Or don’t.

When you are lonely, the universe is giving you space to be with yourself. Don’t waste it.”

The greatest story ever told.

Hubo un tiempo y un lugar todo lleno de errores, y una cara que estaba llena de mierda. Estaba frustrado y enojado. Yo estaba más que vivo. Un guardián entre el centeno.

Por fin sincera escribiste para ti misma que fuiste una mentirosa y que jugaste con los sentimientos de otras personas, me da pena leer esas cosas que no suenan a ti, pero de todas formas quien conoce hoy en día a las personas, si solo fingen delante de todo el mundo ser las personas que les gustaría ser. Me ha dado mucha pena leerte, me he sentido muy decepcionado y la verdad es que debería darme igual como te da igual cualquier cosa que pueda escribir yo, pero en fin.

Todas las personas mienten, todas las personas les gustaría ser otras personas, todos son unos "quiero ser" y no puedo. Feo es feo, la transformación es un sueño, así que ama lo que eres, no lo que te gustaría ser.

Soy un animal, soy un borracho, soy un hombre con una guitarra, estoy tratando de encontrar lugares para respirar ahora y si esto fuera un libro yo lo llamaría canción el capítulo final, y si lo pudieses leer acabarais riendo.

Tomate un relajante amante, o explotaras. Algún día dirás "Te amo" y sabrás que es mentira. Tu me dijiste que me amabas y hoy yo se que era mentira.

You+Me

Can't promise that things won't be broken, but I swear that I will never leave.

“So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more damaging to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.”

I love the way you call it art when you never even use your heart.

Final backwards

Right here right now it's never felt more real than this.  So if it's the last scene, make it a bloody scene because when I die I want it to be because someone hates me with every fiber of their being.

I've tried to hold what I can, you should see these scars that are on my hands. Letting go is never easy to do, everyday's a new door that we all must go through. I've learned so much, you're never gone, my friend. I know we'll meet the same shining end.

Forget the who, the what, the when, the where, the why. Did you love something with all of your might?

The colors brighter
The music louder
The stakes higher
The kisses longer
Things that need leaving
Rules there for the breaking
Battles that should be raging
Leave your mark on everyone
Age is death, love is worth it
And hard work, it pays off 

And time is running out

But sometimes things aren't so easy, sometimes you have got to chose between what is simple and what you know is right to prove that, "you can count on me." Was what you meant when you spoke up to write the chapter on who you are in your heart when we were so in love with pretty words like loyalty, and unity, this is you legacy. Where will you be? Where you there or did you run?

I won't carry you in my heart, you are my heart, my everywhere and everything. The walls I'll climb and the wars I'll fight, loved you in the deepest way became the man who I am today. You made me feel just like a hammer in a world lined with nails.

I will fill what is left of my days with the the things that I love the most.

This is my final backward glance, I've never been much good at saying goodbye.

Oh, foolish me. Goodbye.