“You don’t ever have to feel guilty about removing toxic people from your life. It doesn’t matter whether someone is a relative, romantic interest, employer, childhood friend, or a new acquaintance — you don’t have to make room for people who cause you pain or make you feel small. It’s one thing if a person owns up to their behavior and makes an effort to change. But if a person disregards your feelings, ignores your boundaries, and continues to treat you in a harmful way, they need to go.”
— Daniell Koepke (via internal-acceptance-movement)
“My sensuality means that I often revel in the physical. Every morning I lay in bed for a least a half hour after my alarm has sounded so I can curl up in the sunshine under my warm duvet in my high thread count sheets, kicking my feet back and forth to enjoy the softness. I’m notorious for taking extremely long showers, luxuriating in the warmth of the water on my skin for (literally, sometimes) hours. I have had a long-standing love affair with port, coffee, and coconut macaroons. I shiver with delight when I listen to someone speak with pure, clear diction and a deep velvety voice. I love to embrace the people I love, and sometimes those I just like. I once instituted “morning hugs” and “evening hugs” at my workplace, because I thought we all needed to experience affection and touch more. I have sat in the arms of someone I loved and let myself soak in every aspect – the warmth of body, the smell of skin, the sound of voice – feeling at that moment like bliss might be something containable and tangible. I love like I breathe: autonomically, deeply, and because if I don’t, I’ll die.”
Guys. I just have all sorts of feelings about this. It so perfectly sums up my life.
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“I’m tired of living unable to love anyone. I don’t have a single friend - not one. And, worst of all, I can’t even love myself. Why is that? Why can’t I love myself? It’s because I can’t love anyone else. A person learns how to love himself through the simple acts of loving and being loved by someone else. Do you understand what I am saying? A person who is incapable of loving another cannot properly love himself.”
— Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via larmoyante)
“I hadn’t realized how much I’d been needing to meet someone I might be able to say everything to.”
Elizabeth Berg, Talk Before Sleep
“As I get older, I recognize just how important it is to be surrounded by people who deeply believe in our value and goodness even when we lose our footing. It took me years to rid myself of the lite-dimmers and it has been much clearer sailing since. Not that there isn’t value in having difficult people to overcome, but eventually it becomes essential to be surrounded by those who lift and wish us higher. If they don’t see you in your highest light, wish them well and cut the cord.”
“Let someone love you just the way you are – as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room.”
“We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and — in spite of True Romance magazines — we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely — at least, not all the time — but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness.”
Hunter S. Thompson, The Proud Highway: Saga of a Desperate Southern Gentleman (via restaurer)