excerpt from a book i’ll never write #53

  1. If you can change one person’s life for the better you will have made all the difference in the world, for that one person will go on to change another life, and another, and another, and that is all that matters.
  2. Please be kind. Being kind takes just a second: holding the door for someone, complimenting his or her outfit or smile. There ae so many ways to be kind. Cruelty gains you nothing. Having a bad day does not justify you being an ass.
  3. Respect goes a long way, also. Just because there might be disagreements does not give you reason to lack respect. People have opinons and ideas that may differ from yours. There are so many benefits for being respectful. Just don’t be an ass. 
  4. Be a decent human being. No one wants to be near someone who does not care for others. 
  5. Drink lots of water. Your headaches will go away and your skin will clear up. You will wake up eith more ease and your body will thank you for it.
  6. Study for your classes and exams. School is valuable, whether you like ito r not, and if you go to college than each class could be hundreds of dollars. Don’t throw the money aeay because you’re a pretentious asshole. You’ll learn something, and knowledge is beautiful. 
  7. Save some time for yourself. “Me time” is wonderful, and you need to relax. It’s okay if you don’t go out this weekend; sometimes your health is more important than  night you might not even remember anyway. 
  8. Take a shower. Wash your sheets. Brush your teeth and hair. Put on deodorant. Hygiene is key to a healthy life, and no one wants to smell you anyway. 
  9. Manage your time. Break up your day into chunks and play a game of Tetris with it. Make sure you leave time for sleep. Procrastination leads to nothing but stress and breakouts. 
  10. Live YOUR life. You need to face the reality that no one can live your life but yourself, and sometimes being a doctor or lawyer isn’t for you. And that’s okay. You’re allowed to be whatever you want.

excerpt from a book i’ll never write #46

Sometimes people tell us that things are okay even if they don't really mean it but when you whisper it in my ear between kisses after everyone else leaves for the night I somehow believe you might be on to something.

excerpt from a book i’ll never write #44

When I was 11 I had a soccer coach who made us run in circles and when we got dizzy he told us to run the other direction to undo the spinning. Imagine the beauty of living in a world where we could just run the other direction every time the world spun in circles; imagine how simple everything would be if we could undo the shit that made us spin in the first place.

excerpt from a book i’ll never write #36

Do you ever realize how badly you’re going to miss a moment while you’re living it? Like wow, these are good days. I am here and I am happy and I feel alive, and I’m scared I’m never going to feel alive again.

excerpt from a book i’ll never write #35

I burn my mouth and lungs with puffs of nicotine and I realized it feels too good to burn myself alive because darling, we were a perfect match but matches were meant to burn.

excerpt from a book i’ll never write #34

We must have one love, one great love; it gives us an excuse for all the moments we are filled with despair.

excerpt from a book i’ll never write #32

On 11:11, I made a wish. I guess I wished for the same thing that I’ve always wished for since the beginning. My mother always told me that telling my wishes made them not come true, but here’s to the chance that maybe it will anyway. I wish for a life so brave, so unpredictable, and so full of unexpected joys and unforgettable love that no box could ever contain all the memories. I think that with a life like that, no one could ever be sad. My best friend told me today that life moves like a train, and we can either take a seat, or get hit by the flying train cars.

But today I had a thought.

Maybe things aren’t always meant to be. Maybe they don’t always happen for a reason, and we are just reaching and grasping for a way to make sense of the chaos around us. Maybe we are giving meaning to things that have no meaning. And what if we all are clinging to hope so tight that we forget about reality? What if everyone is just wrong? And nothing is meant to be?

Perhaps we are just lost souls wandering endlessly, desperately trying to seek comfort in the notion that things will work out in the end, no matter what. What if we tricked ourselves into believing that everything will be okay just so we don’t have to face the reality that maybe it won’t?

And again, my thoughts consume me.