Letters To You

My name's Nella .
There is nothing original about me.
I am the combined effort of everyone I've ever met.
I also have no idea how to blog.

Letters, doodles, quotes, pictures....
They are my personal medium of communication.

Everything here is meant to be read.
Everything here is dedicated to someone.
Not necessarily about love, or pain, or triumph.
Not necessarily for a boy, a loved one, or someone I know.

If you feel it too, then it's for you.

So what's your story?

I shall ask you this once again
He said, "I am but one small instrument"
Do you remember that?

(via papercraned)

is it, really? i mean, to what end? to keep you going? i’m not being a cynic, or a critic. i really am trying to understand if it’s ever ok to dream about something you can’t have. and i’m not talking about it being a matter of working hard enough or whatever. if it’s not possible, let it go. but keeping on wanting it even if it’s never going to be for you? is that healthy?

is it, really? i mean, to what end? to keep you going? i’m not being a cynic, or a critic. i really am trying to understand if it’s ever ok to dream about something you can’t have. and i’m not talking about it being a matter of working hard enough or whatever. if it’s not possible, let it go. but keeping on wanting it even if it’s never going to be for you? is that healthy?

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