"Immature people falling in love destroy each other’s freedom, create a bondage, make a prison. Mature persons in love help each other to be free; they help each other to destroy all sorts of bondages. And when love flows with freedom there is beauty. When love flows with dependence there is ugliness.
A mature person does not fall in love, he or she rises in love. Only immature people fall; they stumble and fall down in love. Somehow they were managing and standing. Now they cannot manage and they cannot stand. They were always ready to fall on the ground and to creep. They don’t have the backbone, the spine; they don’t have the integrity to stand alone.
A mature person has the integrity to stand alone. And when a mature person gives love, he or she gives without any strings attached to it. When two mature persons are in love, one of the great paradoxes of life happens, one of the most beautiful phenomena: they are together and yet tremendously alone. They are together so much that they are almost one. Two mature persons in love help each other to become more free. There is no politics involved, no diplomacy, no effort to dominate. Only freedom and love."
Osho (via electrichoney)
Fuck that shit. Too pretty for New York. Too smart for LA.
So, I’m reading Life Without Limits. Nick Vujicic is such a huge inspiration. He’s a guy with no arms or legs and is still ridiculously happy… it definitely makes you think about how the happiest people are those that count their blessings, not their problems.
How I have so much love and care for someone that obviously doesn’t respect me, I don’t know. Maybe because when you love someone, it’s easy to dismiss their mistakes. I know this is going to be good for me in the long run and that I can do so much better than this, but it still hurts like hell.
“Don’t be with someone that completes you, be with someone that complements you.”
“How you treat others is a reflection of how you feel about yourself.”
Fuck anyone, especially people that have spent their whole life on their tiptoes, that wants to condescend me for my decisions. Some of them I’m not proud of, but I’m not ashamed of them either. Stuff happens.