Sometimes we really don’t know what to do with our lives to the point that we blame our parents and even ourselves why we are not as successful at this certain age as what we’ve pictured we’d be but you have to know that things work differently for all of us that’s why it’s best to really find yourself in a city far from home.
Independence is fucking lonely.
If you’re a black woman who is not open to dating outside your race, you may find your options severely limited.
You will meet people that will condescend you and try to limit your ability to do much more but please remember that you are a soul destined for greatness and that you do not deserve anything lesser than that.
We outgrow places, and we move on, in more ways than one.
You’ll never know what’s on the other side until you cross the line. You’ll never have a point of comparison if you choose to stay in one place. And you’ll always be stuck with questions about what’s out there, until you pack your bags, and just go.
We will say goodbye, not because we’ve reached an ending, but because that’s the word you say when you begin a new chapter in your life’s story. And that goodbye does not mean the book closes; we simply turn a page.
Being an adult is wanting to run up to anyone who looks nice and saying, “Want to be my friend?” but knowing you probably shouldn’t.
Nobody told me that when you move states for love it might not work out.
Untethered to the compromises and occasional demands that pairing-off brings, it’s fun knowing you can wake up at dawn, go for a stroll on the beach, text some shots of that to your friends (wherever they may be), and start your day your way.