Making a pact with a friend to try one entirely new thing every week, and then making a list of those things and a schedule. And then following through.
It’s funny how a love story can be a tragic one with just a simple sentence. Either a firm and upright attitude or a shaky and shameful one.
Letting someone go and find themselves doesn’t mean we’re losing them. It means we’re letting them grow into the person they need to become.
Whenever I catch myself falling into the hole of comparison, I go back to my ongoing list of lessons learned during my journey of life.
You were my sexual awakening. You made me come, over and over, every time, in ways I didn’t know I could come.
This is probably one of the hardest things I will ever have to swallow. You were the girl I told everything to, things that I wouldn’t even admit to myself.
Happiness has never been a consistent item in your life. But no matter what happened, happiness was always with you, and more importantly, all around you.
You don’t know what you’re supposed to do, or where you’re supposed to go. There’s a path in front of you, but there’s so much dust in the air, you can’t tell which way to go. You can’t tell which way you’ll be safe.
You can start a new journey wherever you want, doing whatever you want. You just need the courage to take the first step. You’ll find that there’s so much of the world you have yet to see and so much more to you left to discover.
I think about what my definition of God is these days. The gentle and undeniable feeling that the unfathomably omnipresent and omniscient entity we understand as God comes into our lives through whatever avenues are going to work.