If you haven’t had enough advice shoved down your throat yet, here’s what I wish someone would have told me four years ago:
I’ve been thinking lately about how often my thoughts are dominated by worry. Will I have enough money? What will happen to my kids? Will I be successful? Will I get sick and die?
If you have been dumped more than once, you’re probably asking yourself why you keep drawing the short stick.
You seek to blame men for treating women like objects, when you treat men like objects yourself.
Don’t ever burn bridges. You might need to cross them again.
“She always listened when I talked about my day instead of having that glazed over look.”
Ever since I realized it was not my job to fix people, men in particular, I have come to appreciate them more as the individuals they are.
“We can do whatever you want. Just as long as you know that when we leave this room, and re-enter the world, we’re gonna do it together. And I’m not going anywhere.”
The most beautiful art is the depiction of an honest journey in which one speaks to themselves and lets others overhear the conversation. Also, everybody thinks they suck.