I wish to live a life that causes my soul to dance inside my body.
Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.
Don’t wait for the right outfit, the right makeup, the right friend, the right boyfriend or girlfriend, the right time. Nothing is ever right or left or now or then. Do whatever it is now. This could be the last day. Take yourself out on a date. Go see that movie and sit next to a stranger. Don’t wait to compliment that person. Speak up. Tell someone you love the way they smile. Or tell them you love the way they never smile. Go to that new restaurant. Leave a tip everywhere you go. One dollar goes a long way. Sit at the table with the boys that spend lunch talking about video games and computers and technology. They crave change too. Go to the dance even if you are all alone. Put yourself out there. Don’t stay in a comfort zone. Don’t let yourself be comfortable, ever. Life is uncomfortable. It’s awkward, raw, and messy. Compliment that girl with the flat ironed hair, the bouncy girls, or the messy braid. Styling hair is time consuming. Get your hands dirty. Buy that pretty outfit. You don’t need to be a certain weight or size or height to wear it. Wear it now. Walk with purpose. Don’t make yourself small. This is a free country. Use all the space you want. Sit up straight. Don’t slouch. Listen to an older person. They have stories to tell and advice to teach. Thank your teacher, they’re only human. And goddammit, don’t you dare ever regret anything. Don’t let time pass with the hope of it being better the next day. It won’t be. School sucks. You get over it and wake up every morning and eat breakfast and brush your teeth and pay attention in class. Do your homework rather than complain. Get help when you need it. Talk to upperclassmen. Talk to lowerclassmen. Don’t take out frustration on yourself, ever. It doesn’t help a damn thing. Go outside. Breathe the fresh air. Plant flowers and trees. Join a club. Nothing will ever be easier or better or simpler. Do everything and anything today, and now. Be impatient with life. There is no written rule telling you to be patient with life. Grab your damn chance now, because this is all you’ve got.
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.
I like people who have a sense of individuality. I love expression and anything awkward and imperfect - because that’s natural and that’s real.