I do my thing and you do your thing. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are you, and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, it’s beautiful. If not, it can’t be helped.
The Gestalt Prayer written by Fritz Perls (via the-goldeneternity)
howl- the voice of truth. thank you Fritz.
Also recited by Topanga Lawrence in BOY MEETS WORLD
- ‘try less flowers and more anal’
- ‘get so drunk you don’t remember it in the morning’
- ‘get so drunk and cry about it’
- ‘kill someone and write about it’
- ‘they say cocaine’
- ‘in extreme sunlight, touching parsnip gives you boils’
That’s when I finally got it. I finally understood. It wasn’t the thought that counted. It was the actual execution that mattered, the showing up for somebody. The intent behind it wasn’t enough. Not for me. Not anymore. It wasn’t enough to know that deep down, he loved me. You had to actually say it to somebody, show them you cared. And he just didn’t. Not enough.
EVERY TIME I WHISTLE HE MAKES THIS FUCKIGN FACE OH MY GOD HLEP;