Elle P

Musings of a Wandering Soul.

I’ve made a mistake. I’ve hurt you badly.

You said you were okay. I should have realized that you weren’t.

I’m so sorry. Is it too late?

I don’t know why but this .gif is so amusing and makes me laugh!

I don’t know why but this .gif is so amusing and makes me laugh!

Strength

I’ve always looked up to you. I believed that how you lived was what I wanted to achieve one day. Because of you, I thought that standing alone was being strong. Because of you, I believed that I HAD to stand alone. That there was no one that I could rely on. That I shouldn’t trust anyone. That everyone was bound to fail me.

Now I don’t want to live the life you’re living. I want to be able to rely on people. I want to trust. I want believe that people won’t fail me. Even if they do, I won’t lose hope on other people. Like you have. 

I will find a way to be happy with people that make me strive to be a better person.

True strength isn’t from standing alone. It’s from standing by the sides of others and becoming someone to rely on.

An animated short that follows the story of a lonely young man in mid-century New York City, whose destiny takes an unexpected turn after a chance meeting with a beautiful woman on his morning commute. Convinced the girl of his dreams is gone forever, he gets a second chance when he spots her in a skyscraper window across the avenue from his office. With only his heart, imagination and a stack of papers to get her attention, his efforts are no match for what the fates have in store for him.

(Source: mjolnr, via filmforlife)

My favorite movie of all time.
I just never mention it because a lot of people don’t know what it is.
A movie that made me question how I lived my own life.
A movie that I saw during my darkest time.

My favorite movie of all time.

I just never mention it because a lot of people don’t know what it is.

A movie that made me question how I lived my own life.

A movie that I saw during my darkest time.

Where.

I don’t know how long it’s been.

I don’t remember what it used to feel like.

I’ve been so numb for so long, I don’t know what I’m supposed to feel.

How I’m supposed to feel.

I don’t know where I’m going in life. I don’t know what it is that I want to be.

I say words but now they’re just empty and don’t mean anything.

I want to say what I mean. Mean what I say.