“To the people who love you, you are beautiful already. This is not because they’re blind to your shortcomings but because they so clearly see your soul. Your shortcomings then dim by comparison. The people who care about you are willing to let you be imperfect and beautiful, too.”—Victoria Moran, Lit from Within: Tending Your Soul for Lifelong Beauty (via larmoyante)
All dressed up in the appropriate outfit, ready to face whatever the last hours of this year will be. My heart remains unprepared and under the weather but hopefully something will change in the next 15 minutes.
Oh, until next time effective at 12 o’clock, Happy New Year!
“I’m afraid of time… I mean, I’m afraid of not having enough time. Not enough time to understand people, how they really are, or to be understood myself. I’m afraid of the quick judgements or mistakes everybody makes. You can’t fix them without time. I’m afraid of seeing snapshots, not movies.”—Ann Brashares (via larmoyante)
“I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken - and I’d rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.”—Margaret Mitchell (via larmoyante)
“People hide their truest natures. I understood that; I even applauded it. What sort of world would it be if people bled all over the sidewalks, if they wept under trees, smacked whomever they despised, kissed strangers, revealed themselves? Keep a cloak, that was fine, the thing to do; present a disguise, the outside you, the one you want people to believe.”—Alice Hoffman (via middlenameconfused)
I’m going to spend my first new year’s eve without my family. My mother says it’s bad luck but knowing the pattern of each year I don’t believe it makes much of a difference. So I’m going to go join my dear friend and drink a bit and try to do at least one stupid thing because I need some stories to tell.