Goddamn it hurts so good. Leaving. Missing. Hugging. Leaving makes you really realize what you’ve got, and I have it fucking good. My friends became my family. The best group of people I could have ever asked for. Touched me, moved me, broke me, molded me. I have collected little pieces from some of the most beautiful souls on this earth~ and I feel blessed.
I wish I was at the beach right now. Home. Toes in the sand, sun soaking. I wish I was smoking a cigarette listening to the waves and the gulls.
“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.
A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.
A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master…”
My freshman year of college has come to an end and all I can think is “man, I need to pluck my eyebrows”.