So plant your own gardens and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
Noble deeds and hot baths are the best cures for depression.
im not crying there’s just overpriced college education in my eye