Soy así siempre digo lo que siento👼🏽
To be honest life is better when you aren’t close to many people. Obviously be polite and friendly with everyone and you can still have light-hearted fun friendships, but emotionally investing yourself on a deeper level with too many people will just leave you feeling drained and worn thin. Save your love and time for people who are really worth it.
my mom just told me “sometimes people hate you because of the way other people love you” and that spoke volume
I wish people could just say how they feel like ‘Hey I really don’t like when you do that to me’ or ‘Hey I’m in love with you’ or ‘Hi I really miss you and I think about you all the time’ without sounding desperate. Why can’t everyone be painfully honest and just save people the trouble.
The people who come running to hug you after you haven’t seen them in awhile are my favorite type of people.
I don’t give a fuck what people think because people don’t think
I have noticed that when all the lights are on, people tend to talk about what they are doing – their outer lives. Sitting round in candlelight or firelight, people start to talk about how they are feeling – their inner lives. They speak subjectively, they argue less, there are longer pauses. To sit alone without any electric light is curiously creative. I have my best ideas at dawn or at nightfall, but not if I switch on the lights – then I start thinking about projects, deadlines, demands, and the shadows and shapes of the house become objects, not suggestions, things that need to done, not a background to thought.
Rule # 12: Only three types of people tell the truth: kids, drunk people, and anyone who is pissed the fuck off.
Richard Pryor (via cool4thought)
I don’t care about losing people who don’t wanna be in my life anymore. I’ve lost people who meant the world to me and I’m still doing just fine.
People always think they know other people, but they don’t. Not really. I mean, maybe they know things about them, like they won’t eat doughnuts or they like action movies or whatever. But they don’t know what their friends do in their rooms alone at night or what happened to them when they were kids or if they feel fucked up and sad for not reason at all.
