I wish I was as tough as I want you to think that I am.

Is there anyone out there, from our Blue Night family, that is crying alone tonight? Not crying out of pity for something or someone, but instead because they cannot help asking why they are living in the way that they are? Is there anyone that is feeling sentimental or guilty, needlessly? Don’t be like that. I hope that you believe that these bitter days of crying alone will prove to be the most beautiful days of your life. You’ll realize, with time, that your life is actually pretty alright. I promise you. In fact, I’ll write you a guarantee! The most beautiful thing in all the world is right now. This moment. You. Don’t ever forget that.

I feel too much, that’s my curse.

To live and to exist are two incompatible things. To exist is simply to survive, but to live is when adrenaline pumps through your veins and your voice only echoes of excitement.

I want the kind of the love people are jealous of. The kind of love that last forever. I want someone who is kind and gentle. Someone who can’t get enough of me. Who don’t second guess our relationship. Someone who would tell strangers about me.Looks at me like I put the light in the sky. Someone who is blessed to wake up next to me.
Who’s obsessed with me as much as I am with them. Someone who takes pictures of me because they love me that much. Someone who won’t let me go to bed mad or upset. The kind of person who would be there to hold my hand when things get hard and guide me through it all, and not try to fix me, but be there for me.