I never enjoy anything. I’m always waiting for whatever’s next. I think everyone’s like that. Living life in fast forward. Never stopping to enjoy the moment. Too busy trying to rush through everything, so we can get on with what we are really supposed to be doing with our lives. I get these flashes of clarity, brilliant clarity where for a second I stop and I think “Wait, this is it, this is my life. I better slow down and enjoy it because one day we’re all going to end up in the ground and that’ll be it, we’ll be gone.
—Samantha Borgens, Stuck In Love (via kaszandras)
“I don’t want to be just one thing.. I want to be brave and selfless and intelligent and honest and kind.”
I used to think that when people fell in love, they just landed where they landed, and they had no choice in the matter afterward. And maybe that’s true of beginnings, but it’s not true this, now. I fell in love with him. But I don’t just stay with him by default as if there’s no one else available to me. I stay with him because I choose to, every day that I wake up, every day that we fight or lie to each other or disappoint each other. I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.
I just finished Allegiant, someone halp me
I will not be emotionally stable enough to handle Mockingjay