I Think We All Need To Really Suffer In Order To Be Happy And Succed In The Future. How Would We Know

I think we all need to really suffer in order to be happy and succed in the future. How would we know what is happiness if we didnt have sadness to compare it with? But omg, when does the happiness part begins??

I feel so tired again. It's not the regular kind of tiredness, I just feel powerless and consumed by an absurd apathy. I only want to stay in bed looking to the ceiling, or endless scrolling into my facebook or tumblr accounts. I have no urge to produce or to study and this just sucks

I want someone to watch sunsets with me. To run wildly in the beach. To stay up until 4 am talking about life and fears and totally random things. I want someone that can look into my eyes and realise everything im feeling. And i want to know exactly what he's thinking too. I want sundays lunches and fridays nights with our best friends. I want more than anything to be understanted and to feel absolutely free with someone

I'm not everything I want to be, but l'm more than I was, and l'm still learning.

— Charlotte Eriksson, Everything Changed When I Forgave Myself

i want friends with whom i can visit art galleries and photography collections, exchange monthly book recommendations, take long city walks during the night, drink cheap wine while listening to vinyl records, browse second-hand bookshops, spend all day in little libraries, sit on balconies and take pictures of the evening sky