Orin (via emotional-algebra)
I was like that once and still am to a certain degree…But When you trust and love everyone you find out rather quickly that everyone’s version of “love” isn’t kind or pure or peaceful. It’s violent, it’s jealous…it’s everything that love is not supposed to be. And when you encounter false for long periods you begin to get a callus…You get smarter, quieter, more distant. You don’t readily offer your heart like you did before.
I’ve found this to be true in love and platonic relationships. I find that I don’t smile as often. I don’t help as often. I don’t reach out nearly as often and I don’t expose my sensitive sides readily. I don’t like that. I want to be as happy and as loving as I once was. Life has done a number on me. But I want to get back to who I was.
of a jazz club will never get old…
but dammit if I’m not going to get dressed, look smashing and go hear this jazz tonight.