“I used to think freedom meant doing whatever you want. It means knowing who you are, what you are supposed to be doing on this earth, and then simply doing it.”
—
Natalie Goldberg
(viaspiritualgateway)
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Hard to hear she spit on you and made your bloody nose more bloody
Shut the door she’ll have no more another vodka cocktail party
Some of your problems will inevitably stem from your refusal to view other human beings with the same complexity and nuance you see in yourself

24 Frames (Abbas Kiarostami, 2017)
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On sunny days, I go out walking
I end up on a tree-lined street
I look up at the gaps of sunlight
I miss you more than anythingI don’t need the world to see
That I’ve been the best I can be, but
I don’t think I could stand to be
Where you don’t see meAnd autumn comes when you’re not yet done
With the summer passing by, but
I don’t think I could stand to be
Where you don’t see me




