A hand that wipes our tears in bad times is more appreciated than the countless hands that clap in our fame and success.
The hardest part about walking away from someone is the part where you realize that, no matter how slowly you go, they will never run after you.
When life is sweet, say thank you and celebrate. And when life is bitter, say thank you and grow.
Think of how many people have sat next to you on a bus, train, whatever. Now think how many people have sat next to you on purpose with their fingers crossed in hope that you’ll talk to them. I’m sure somebody has. There’s plenty of times when somebody’s seen you and hoped that you spoke to them, but you never did because you don’t have the guts and neither do they. Don’t go around thinking nobody likes you and that you’re not loved. There’s been plenty of times when a stranger has spotted you and thought “Oh, they’re just my type” but haven’t had the courage or confidence to open their mouth and initiate a conversation. The funny thing is, neither have you.
I like talking to strangers. :)
I don’t chase anyone anymore. Wanna walk out of my life, there’s the door. Hell, I’ll even hold it for you.