What you are is a complicated girl with simple needs. You need your books and time to read, and you need a few friends and you need someone—not to take care of you, but to care for you. If you have all those things, you’ll always be alright.
“
| — | Brian Morton (via loveadinfinitum) |
“But let us get one thing straight: the best years of our lives are not behind us. They’re part of us and they are set for repetition as we grow up and move to New York and away from New York and wish we did or didn’t live in New York. I plan on having parties when I’m 30. I plan on having fun when I’m old. Any notion of THE BEST years comes from clichéd “should haves…” “if I’d…” “wish I’d…” … We’re so young. We’re so young. We’re twenty-two years old. We have so much time. There’s this sentiment I sometimes sense, creeping in our collective conscious as we lay alone after a party, or pack up our books when we give in and go out – that it is somehow too late. That others are somehow ahead. More accomplished, more specialized. More on the path to somehow saving the world, somehow creating or inventing or improving. That it’s too late now to BEGIN a beginning and we must settle for continuance, for commencement. … What we have to remember is that we can still do anything. We can change our minds. We can start over. Get a post-bac or try writing for the first time. The notion that it’s too late to do anything is comical. It’s hilarious. We’re graduating college. We’re so young. We can’t, we MUST not lose this sense of possibility because in the end, it’s all we have.”—
The Opposite of Loneliness by Marina Keegan
go read the whole thing.
It’s not only tragic that she died, cutting short a life with so much possibility and promise and life left to live, but I also think it’s incredibly tragic that it took her death to bring her words to so many people, myself included. But I’m grateful that I did find them, because they’re pretty amazing.
