To travel is better than to arrive.

There are many different types of paths you can take in life leading up to where you might want to end up, but if you have chosen your path, that doesn’t mean you should abandon all the others.
Life isn’t about reaching an end, it’s what happens along to way that counts.
To stumble, to fall, to create memories along the way. It’s your journey which matters, not the destination. And it’s never too late to go back and rewrite history, if someday you find that somewhere in your heart you wanted to take a different path to where you should be, where you are destined to be.

Lost love shouldn’t be considered a painful chase, but a stage of self-improvement.

We are just experiencing life itself through losses and gains. We have all loved someone, we were once loved by someone, we have hurt before and we have been hurt by others.

Joy, frustration, disappointment, longing and waiting are just emotions given to make you understand what you lose or gain isn’t important. You have to live either way.

What’s important is you have grow up from your experiences, your life is no longer a bottomless pit, it is an adventure full of undiscovered treasure. Everything is different now than how it was before. Everything is ever changing, although nothing is everlasting.

We fall in love with people who don’t love themselves, maybe because we think we could be someone’s missing piece. Perhaps that’s narcissistic, to think we are another individual's antidote for existence, and perhaps it’s the all too human need to be needed.

Shoutout to everyone trying to get their life together. Working on yourself is the hardest part of life. Keep going, no matter where you are x