Bow out with grace, peasant.

“In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.” Buddha

I find much truth in this quote. Life is not a competition, or a fairy tale, and things you have to force or compete for endlessly against all odds only end up hurting your heart and spirit, as you cling to false hope. Sometimes the most noble thing is to bow out and accept an alternate destiny, on your own terms.

First world problems: the epitome

Gee, I wish I could get the fuck off Buzzfeed so I could finally muster up the strength to pull up Netflix in a new tab

SAID EVERYONE NAMED CHRISTINA EVER