starting to wonder if at this age we are capable of actually valuing each other enough or caring enough not to hurt each other. I know I’ve hurt people. But there are certain people who I couldn’t even imagine not having the second thought about. Like, ‘would this hurt them?’. That’s all it takes. And if you cared enough, you’d know the answer, and you’d do the right thing. People get hurt, it happens. But there hurting someone in a completely unintentional way and then there’s hurting someone because you’re selfish. I seem to have a habit of trusting selfish people, and those people don’t really care at all in the long run.
- (via vanillaloveforever)
- Charles Bukowski (via funeralfaerie)
I see the good in everyone. This is why I end up disliking everyone. I set myself up to be disappointed.