Disclaimer: This is a BTS fanfiction and one of my favorite stories from @kyrifics(kyra). I really like the way she writes. Here’s the link you if want to read: Band-Aid for Broken Dreams
As Socrates once said, “The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing”.
Isn’t that human nature? We take what liberty we have. We cling onto whatever lifeboat we can grab in the midst of a sea storm.
Maybe we don’t miss people simply because they’re absent , but rather the opposite. Maybe we miss people because we always carry them in our memories like an extra heart; present even when they’re not.
“I used to think I knew who I was and what my dream was, but somewhere along the way I guess I lost sight of it. So I came here to find myself, but instead I just…”
Broke myself.
“Lost myself,”
“We make decisions, yeah- some good, others terrible. Do you regret yours?”
“If you don’t, then that means somewhere deep down inside, you’re still holding out hope that things will work out,” Yoongi says sternly.
“Think of it as a journey, Jimin, not a destination. Yes you’ll be miserable at times, but it will pass.”
So cry. Cry now so that when tomorrow comes, you’re back on your A game again.
“Is happiness the absence of sadness? I think happiness is amplified by sadness. After all, how do you learn the value of good moments if you don’t know what it’s like to be without them?”
‘Why does love hurt?’ I don’t exactly agree that love hurts. Loneliness hurts. Rejection and disappointment hurts. Losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. But love, in its purest form… i don’t think it’s capable of hurting. Only people are.
Finding your right people and your home is like a jigsaw puzzle game. Takes a while to fit the pieces together.
Things happen for a reason. I don’t want to worry or be anxious about things I can’t control anymore. Whatever happens will happen whether I like it or not. I can’t break down over every single thing that doesn’t go my way.
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