Understand that the prisons you’ve built are of your own design. Understand that you should be the person you wanted to be when you woke up this morning. Understand that the world desperately wants to love you, if you’ll let it. Understand that you deserve that love, even if you don’t feel like it. Understand that love can hit a planet like a comet. Understand that the rain can unrain, if you want it to. —I Wrote This for You (via creatingaquietmind)