Nikita Mor

They don’t care about superficial things like what you wear, how you look or how much money you make. They care about your heart, the life it has experienced, and the stories it has to tell.

You understand that love takes work, it takes effort, commitment, time, and compromise, and that’s why you’re holding out for the love that will be worth it. You’re picky. Maybe you’re really picky. There’s nothing wrong with that.

Your past is not your fault, but it is now your responsibility. You can’t go back in time, but you do get a second chance. Your past can only be understood by perspective, which you have in this present moment.

I understand how you think that true love is unconditional, it’s about being there for someone else, but you can’t always show up alone.

Look at your friend’s face when they’re talking to you. Watch the way their eyes brighten and how they smile, when they talk about something they care about.

When the cards don’t always work in your favor, when you find yourself at the losing end of a deal, when shit hits the fan, then that’s when the real you comes out.

You are allowed to fail because you are allowed to be human. You are not allowed to live a life with no failures because that would mean that you have failed by default.

A good man doesn’t take and expect, he gives back more than he receives. He doesn’t think that showing emotions is a weakness, he appreciates openness and vulnerability.

We’re all egotistic, each and every of one us, until we’re slapped repeatedly in the face by this thing called life. It happens again and again because we don’t learn. We blame our circumstances, and we blame each other.

In an ego-based relationship, you will never feel like you are enough, and that’s why you keep taking from each other.

They do not simply wait for their turn to talk, but actually listen to others. They know they can learn something from everyone, and everything fascinates them.

My biggest fear was that I would be missing out on something better by committing to one thing. I came to the realization that there will always be someone or something better for me and better than me.

Somewhere along the way, someone convinced you that love is conditional, and that the things you love will destroy you. Somewhere along the way, someone convinced you that your softness is a weakness.

Jealousy turns people into assholes, and our current social climate feeds off the inherent need to not only be part of the tribe and to belong, but also to dominate and control it.

Thanks for being kind to me when I let my vulnerability show, instead of pushing my buttons. Thanks for building up my strengths when I need a boost, rather than reminding me about my weaknesses.

Love lets us down time and again, and yet we throw in all our cards, gamble all our chips, jump right into the deep end, and then wonder why it doesn’t work the way it’s supposed to.

Everything we do is motivated by our desire to avoid pain rather than promote personal and collective growth. We miss out on opportunities because we are so focused on what we would lose if we take them up, rather than what we can potentially gain.

You were made for a purpose, you with your fearful and brave heart, with your tired and inspired heart, with your soft and strong heart, uniquely carved into a living, beating masterpiece from everyone who has ever had the pleasure and pain of touching it.