Why don’t you focus on where you’re going and less on where you came from?

This is just me. Get used to it.

Why don’t you focus on where you’re going and less on where you came from?

You loved ferris wheels more than roller coasters because life shouldn’t be lived at full speed, but in anticipation and appreciation.

But maybe you see beauty in me because you are beautiful, not because I am.

True beauty, the kind that doesn't fade or wash off, takes time. It takes incredible endurance. It is the slow drip that creates the stalactite, the shaking of the Earth that creates mountains, the constant pounding of the waves that breaks up the rocks and smooths the rough edges. And from the violence, the furor, the raging of the winds, the roaring of the waters, something better emerges, something that would have otherwise never existed.

Sometimes a beautiful face is false advertising