In my early twenties / gossip made me stressed / but lately I don’t give a shit / ’cause I’m the fucking best
Would you rather be with someone who tells you how wonderful you are or with someone who ignores you?
Ever had that uneasy sick feeling in your gut, wondering if your partner is about to break up with you?
Forget me. Find someone better than me. Someone easier to love, and someone better at loving. Forget about the pain and hurt that I gave you, and be happy with him.
Not ready for a baby? Perfect! Dating a pet owner means you have an equally adorable soul to dress up like silly on every major holiday—all without nine months of pregnancy.
No one stays relevant perpetually in any given field, but you’ll always be relevant to the person who pines for you year after year.
You don’t turn your back on a good thing just because it’s hard.
I think I died a little when you finally left.
Our relationship, although full of love and comfort and excitement, eventually became too much for me to handle.
I became more confident because someone was confident in me. I became beautiful because he saw that I was and I believed him.