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  1. nicole🌹* nicole🌹*
    posted a quote
    August 31, 2017 10:16pm UTC
    "no matter the distance between us, you are not out of my mind-you are on it. always."

  2. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    July 2, 2016 12:37am UTC
    You compare me to a flower. But the thing about flowers is that we uproot them for our own pleasures. Pull them from their own wants, their own needs. We take them from where they’re grounded, where they’re safe, where they have grown and made a life for themselves and place them in a pot on a shelf. We take them and destroy them for our own selfish desires. Call them beautiful. But that’s not love. And I’m not a flower. I will not be taken from where I am, where I want to be, to decorate the sill of your bedroom window. I will not be labeled as ‘pretty’ in the last days before my leaves shrivel, before my petals fall, before my life runs out and you find someone else to use as decoration. Love me, you say. You want to uproot me. You want to change me. But I won’t let you. Your love is just like the flower you want me to become. Something that looks pretty, for the time it lasts. Something to adorn your life, to make it beautiful. But kills me in the process. And I won't be destroyed.
    — Marisa Donnelly

  3. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    June 29, 2016 7:50pm UTC
    my heart slows down in
    summer. It beats thick and heavy, not quite ready to pick up its pace for someone else. Still hesitant for love. I twist blades of grass between my fingertips, rub sand and dirt between my toes slowly, in rhythm with each beat. At night I watch the fireflies flicker, calling attention to themselves, to one another. I wonder if that’s how they find love— a festival of dance, of color, of boldness. Sometimes I get lost in my own mind. I imagine my hand in someone else’s, tracing back through towns, wandering barefoot on beaches, creating this beautiful life I’ve always imagined for myself. But together, now, with someone else. Sometimes I sit quietly and listen to summer crickets singing out their melodies, or the birds, with their incessant chatter, searching for one whose song blends well with theirs. It seems like the whole world is searching for love. And I just want my heart to feel full on its own. When it’s right, it’ll happen. I’ve heard those words slip from my own lips. I’ve heard my mother whisper them, a look of nostalgia spread across her quiet face. Love is a silly thing. Even sillier if you try to chase it. This is what I remind myself as I listen to my heartbeat. Calm. Steady. Content.

  4. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    June 18, 2016 5:17pm UTC
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    This is the beauty of vulnerability. It’s standing on the edge of a cliff with the definite possibility of falling, but giving away your heart anyways, because there’s an even bigger chance of the wind grabbing ahold of you, and you learning to fly.

  5. seafoam* seafoam*
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    June 14, 2016 6:35pm UTC
    I like that idea, that love is something we cannot define, but inherently understand. Like how our hearts subconsciously pump blood to the entirety of our bodies. Or how we breathe without thinking. You and I, we are like stars who crossed paths somewhere in this incredible expanse of galaxy. We’re burning, melting into one another. Growing bigger, brighter. We are filling the world with our light, getting ready to explode and flash across the sky in all our glory and grandeur. I’m ready for it. Perhaps the path we orbit on will eventually change, perhaps we will shift to brighten other planets. But I can feel your warmth inside my heart, traveling like electricity through my cells. I cannot find the right string of words to explain how I’m feeling, what this is, or who we are. But it’s love. I just know.
    — Out of This Entire Galaxy, You and I Are Each Other's Stars

  6. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    June 5, 2016 12:33pm UTC
    When you come across a photograph of us, stuffed in one of the boxes under your bed. When you see my handwriting on the back of a picture frame. When you see the way the sunset gleams off a wine glass. When you take that old backroad home. When you drive with the windows down. When you sink into the couch where we used to curl up, me like a kitten in your lap. When you taste the summertime air on your lips, I hope you remember me. I hope that ache cuts deep, I hope that loneliness sets in, and I hope, most of all, that you reach for me. Across skies and galaxies, across wind and weather and static phone lines. Across cities and states and different dreams, I hope you reach for me.
    — When You Miss Me, Just Call

  7. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    June 2, 2016 2:01pm UTC
    The thing about home is that it’s transitory. It changes as you change. But that doesn’t mean you forget about the homes you had before. That doesn’t mean those past places and people leave your heart. The beautiful thing about making homes where you wander is that you’ll forever find places to call yours. You will grow wherever you’re planted. You’ll never be a wandering body, a lost soul without a place to feel grounded. You’ll always have the hundreds of past dots on a map that you’ve been, the connections you’ve built, the people who have made you feel loved. You’ll always have those homes. And you’ll make new homes. A home is wherever you make it, wherever you go, wherever you decide to lay your burdens, your dreams, your wandering thoughts. A home is where you find pieces of yourself, pieces you didn’t even realize were lost. And you discover yourself, again and again and again.

  8. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    May 28, 2016 6:36pm UTC
    It’s beautiful to have goals. So wonderful to see our lives paved out in front of us, even with the crooked paths and winding turns and still believe in what we want, so fiercely, that those twists ahead aren’t so frightening. It’s smart to envision where want to be and pursue it, with drive, with a sense of fearlessness. But we can’t forget about where we are right now. We can’t forget about the current success, the present moment, the happiness we’ve achieved, the powerful lessons we’ve learned, the amazing people we’ve met and surrounded ourselves with, and the world of things we’ve already accomplished.
    — You're Doing Just Fine, You're Only Human After All

  9. seafoam* seafoam*
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    May 11, 2016 1:43pm UTC
    I only want you in the rain because rain slows the world down. Because rain makes us see ourselves, refreshed and new. I want you when the earth is silent, because then I can hear your thoughts, scope your beautiful mind, understand the depths of your heart as I listen to nature’s song outside my window. Because the rain makes me unafraid, and I love to listen to it, to feel it in every kiss and moment I share with you. Because I want to experience you in all the places I love the most, snuggling on a couch, watching droplets slide down the windows. The backdrop to our love story.

  10. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    April 24, 2016 10:48am UTC
    An over-thinker, a go-with-the-flow
    type, a singer, an athlete, a writer, a believer, a follower, a runner, a single mother, a daughter without a father, a girl with anxiety, a man with a broken heart, an over-emotional type, a person who bottles everything inside. It doesn’t matter where you come from or what burdens you carry—you need to stop apologizing for who you are. This is a dizzying world. There are so many wonderful things and people, but so much imperfection. There will be moments that build you up and moments that break you, love that makes you falter and love that makes your heart sing. There will be people you learn from and people you lose, pain you experience, and euphoria that makes you forget everything else. But in all of this, you will grow. You will shift, you will change, you will try to find your path, and you will create yourself, again and again as you go. This is normal. This is life. Unfortunately, as this happens, you will come across opposition. You will meet people whose personalities won’t mesh well with yours, you will meet individuals who disagree, or even those who flat-out dislike you. And you will think you have to change for them. But you don’t. Ever. You will forever be changing, but not for another person. Not for the sake of making things easier, not because you feel forced, and not because of love. Your existence on this earth is impermanent and your time is too short to let others’ opinions change the way you feel about yourself. So don’t let them. Stop apologizing for who you are and just be. Be silly, be strange, be happy, be crazy, be independent, be in love, be unafraid, be nervous, be strong, be okay with leaning on someone else. Be whatever the hell you want. Be you. It’s okay to change, to become something else, to return to your roots or run as far as you can from them. It’s okay to make mistakes, to apologize, to forgive, to let go. It’s okay to be all the things you are and be them proudly. So please, do just that.

  11. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    April 19, 2016 2:37pm UTC
    To the girls who love with their
    entire hearts, who pour all of themselves into the relationships, into the people, into the family members, the friends, and the men they love—don’t ever change. Don’t let the world make you harsh because it doesn’t understand the power of forgiveness. Don’t let life turn you cold because people haven’t discovered how loving doesn’t make you weak, but actually gives you strength. See, you have things figured out. You know that there’s power in being a good person, a person who loves and doesn’t look back with regrets. You know that every relationship has built you, every kiss has changed you, and every heartbreak has made you a better lover. You’ve been hurt, but that hasn’t stripped you naked, hasn’t made you careful or guarded. You know that even in hurt there is redemption, and you’ve crossed to the other side, refreshed and renewed. Things haven’t always gone your way; in fact, you’ve had your share of loss and loneliness, but you still love because that’s who you are. You care. You care too much. About things and people, about the ones you’ve loved, about the relationships you’ve been in. And it’s okay to be that way. You have a lot of feelings, a lot of heart. You are too much. But it’s okay to be too much. It’s okay to pour yourself into all aspects of your life, even love. It’s okay to keep believing, keep falling. It’s okay to forgive those who have hurt you. Because forgiveness not only lifts them, but frees yourself. You are not weak because you care too much. No, don’t hurt yourself in the process. Don’t let yourself be taken advantage of or give yourself away with nothing in return. But you shouldn’t feel that it’s weak to care about things and people. Truthfully, you are as strong as they come. So please, never stop caring and loving with that big, beautiful heart of yours. Because for the right person, you won’t be too much. You will be the perfect amount.

  12. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    April 12, 2016 3:15pm UTC
    People so often confuse vulnerability with weakness. They believe that being vulnerable is being naïve, is standing on a ledge, closing your eyes, and falling, blindly into people and relationships.
    But what they don’t understand, is that being vulnerable is the strongest thing you can be.
    Vulnerability is opening your eyes and being honest with yourself. It is seeing the weakest, most fragile parts of yourself and acknowledging them, owning them. It is realizing your imperfections, your fears, and your desires. It is staring your past in the face and deciding that despite what has happened to you, you will continue to be open to people and experiences. You won’t let the world make you hard.
    Vulnerability is choosing love. Choosing love again and again. It is knowing that you may be hurt, you may get broken, but you are allowing yourself to experience the most wonderful parts of life. And that’s truly beautiful.
    Vulnerability is doing things that terrify you. It is opening up to people. It is giving others the opportunity to know you, the real you. And letting go of the fear of what they might find. It is giving yourself the opportunity for real, authentic relationships. Relationships that matter, that mean something.
    Vulnerability is doing things that terrify you so that you can grow, experience, and flourish. It is not backing away from things because they’re new or unknown or scary. But embracing what the world has to offer, without holding back.
    Vulnerability is power, is second chances, is giving yourself the best life you can.
    Vulnerability is what makes us human. So please, don’t be afraid of it.
    Don’t be afraid to peel back your layers, to grab hold of what makes you nervous, to open yourself to love, even after the door’s been closed.
    Don’t be afraid to forgive, to let go of your past, to bring in the new and to celebrate yourself, your life.
    Vulnerability is strength. And you, honey, are resilient.
    —Marisa Donnelly

  13. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    April 2, 2016 8:45pm UTC
    A home is not a single, contained space of air and brick and walls that hold, that shelter. A home is not a roof, not a door, not a fence or even a window. It is not sisters and mothers, not the picture frames hanging on the walls, not the worn carpet or even the quilt that was passed down through four generations. A home is not just family. A home is not the things that exist within it. But most importantly, a home is not a dwelling place; it is a feeling.
    A home is fluttering heartbeats and steady rhythms, sweaty palms and secure hands, tears and smiles, and everything in-between. It is two people who find each other, two people whose beings, whose souls just connect.
    Home is fitting comfortably, easily into the compartments of someone else’s heart. Home is falling in love and knowing that person is yours. And knowing no matter where you lay your head at night, no matter if the dishes are in the sink, or if the dog’s scratching at the back door, or if the paint is chipping by the porch, that person will always be yours.
    Home, then is not a place, but a person. And you are my person.
    You are the calm, but also the rush. The comfort of knowing I will always have someone to return to, of knowing that I am never alone. Yet also the excitement when I hear your name because I know I’m going back to you, again and again.
    You are my laughter, but also my spark. You hold memories, happiness, slices of time I will never forget. And yet, you drive me crazy. You fire me up, make me angry, push me away. You give me new memories, memories outside of you. But I will always return.
    You are my past, but also my future. You carry constant reminders of the girl I used to be, yet you inspire my strength. You build me, you unwind my kite strings and let me rise.
    You are what I know, but what I still long for. You are my security, my savior. You are what I’ve always had, always cared for. Yet despite that, I still wish for you, day after day.
    You are my place. You are my home. You are my person.
    —Marisa Donnelly, You Are My Home

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