sometimes i am tempted to be angry or mad. sometimes i want to use my tounge and my fists. sometimes i want to tell the world all the secrets i know about you. even the ones you don’t know i know. but then i remember that just like everybody else you are still fighting demons. that nothing good comes from these things. that it probably still eats away at you everyday. and by letting go, i’m happy every single day. the only demons i fight these days are with the bottle and a pack of cigarettes.
Helping other people helps me.
Having guts always works out for me.
Thinking that life will be better in the future is stupid. I have to live now.
Starting a charity is surprisingly easy.
Being not truthful works against me.
Everything I do always comes back to me.
Assuming is stifling.
Drugs feel great in the beginning and become a drag later on.
Over time I get used to everything and start taking for granted.
Money does not make me happy.
Traveling alone is helpful for a new perspective on life.
Keeping a diary supports personal development.
Trying to look good limits my life.
Material luxuries are best enjoyed in small doses.
Worrying solves nothing.
Complaining is silly. Either act or forget.
Actually doing the things I set out to do increases my overall level of satisfaction.
Everybody thinks they are right.
If I want to explore a new direction professionally, it is helpful to try it out for myself first.
Low expectations are a good strategy.
Everybody who is honest is interesting.
“Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things – air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky – all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.”—Cesare Pavese (via ventisette) (via quote-book)