“i want a life full of soft colours, i want to bathe in roses and drink tea mid-afternoon; i want to watch the sunlight illuminate my room through the blinds, i want to be the sun, i want a library the size of the moon and to feel true reciprocated love—i want to love myself. i want red ribbons in my hair and long walks as the sunsets, i want to set a man’s heart on fire, i want to be fire itself. i want the pretty little things that make life fun.”
- P. A. Bitez From the book ‘Soft Tortures’
I’m beginning to realize that real happiness isn’t something large and looming on the horizon ahead but something small, numerous and already here. The smile of someone you love. A grapefruit by the pool. Sunset walks with the puppy... Happiness is your little everyday joys all lined up in a row.
“I don’t just want your heart. I want your flesh, your skin and blood and bones, your voice, your thoughts, your pulse and most of all your fingerprints, everywhere.”
- Isobel Thrilling, Lover // Photo by @michawissen
When you start to feel like things should have been better this year, remember the mountains and valleys that got you here. They are no accidents. And those moments weren’t in vain. You are not the same. You have grown and you are growing. You are breathtaking, you are living. You are wrapped in endless, boundless grace. And things will get better. There is more to you than yesterday.