Piece of cake.

Alaina's Recipe for Happiness: Tea, Family, Friends, and a comfy pillow.

Of course, you never really forget anyone, but you certainly release them. You stop allowing their history to have any meaning for you today. You let them change their haircut, let them move, let them fall in love again. And when you see this person you have let go, you realize that there is no reason to be sad. The person you knew exists somewhere, but you are separated by too much time to reach them again.

—Chelsea Fagan, How We Let People Go (via vacants)

(Source: vacants, via sociolab)

I exist in two places,
here and where you are.

—Margaret Atwood, Selected Poems (1965-1975)

(Source: honeysighs, via blurrydays)

Tomorrow, I’m off to check out UCLA and see if I could be there for the next 2 years. I’ll be meeting with the psych department and doing the general tour, then going to a meditation yoga class at night. Maybe I’ll fall in love with it, or maybe I won’t. We shall see. I’m mostly excited for 1.5 hrs of quiet time meditating con mi amorcito!

I hate that so much of my music library is linked to memories of people from the past. Why can’t a song just be a song? 

When I was young, I used to admire intelligent people; as I grow older, I admire kind people.

—Abraham Joshua Heschel (via amantissima)

(Source: truinn-ou, via notmycupofchai)

I am determined, compassionate and invigorated and when I am determined, compassionate and invigorated I will follow my guiding heart and the people around me will support these qualities because they see it in themselves.