Heidi Priebe

What the world needs is more INFPs who aren’t afraid to be their passionate, creative, quirky and idealistic selves.

The ones who inspire us to think outside the box. The ones who refuse to back down on their values. The ones who know who they are and what they stand for against all odds—and who aren’t afraid to live out their personal truths.

What the world needs is more people like you.

The kind we pick up over coffee that ends up dragging on for hours and getting us kicked out of the café when it closes.

Your mind is an infinite library that I would like to peruse for a while.

Something about you reminds me that there are bigger, better, more important things out there than whether I had almonds in my salad or whether or not happy hour is a go.

Because you reminded me that something as simple as human interaction could change a shitty day into a good one and a bland thought into a fascinating argument and you make me feel like I’ve had ten hours of sleep and a coffee even when I’m exhausted straight through to the bones.

Because our generation has whittled interaction down into a series of superficial scripts that we exchange with one another on autopilot but I’m almost okay with the trivialities if they end up leading me to you.

I don’t want to settle down with you. I want to take off with you – to far-away countries, foreign landscapes, gems and corners of the world that would only have looked half as amazing without you by my side. When I strap on a backpack and head to the airport, I want you to be boarding that plane with me. You’re the person I want to get lost with, set up camp with, stumble through dark streets with at 5a.m. with after a long, rambunctious night in a city that we can’t pronounce the name of.

For every fierce woman who’s tried to be tame, I hope you know – there’s a place in this world for wild hearts like yours. And the sooner you stop trying to fight it, the sooner you’re already home

We have to unclasp our palms and let go of every alternate reality where we’re happier, stronger, brighter because of all the things we did differently. Those universes do not exist. But ours does. And it’s okay here, if we open our eyes up and let it be.

The “I love yous” we let slide. The phone calls we didn’t pick up. The messages we forgot to pass on while we still had the chance to do so. We believe that our words and intentions could have changed things, so we use our words now. We don’t let our “I love yous” slide. We pick the phone up. And we forgive ourselves for all the times when we didn’t