Throw a party— invite all of the boys your dad sent away/banned from the house in high school.
I remember the night when you ended it.
You ended it with a grimace
written on your face.
I said no over and over again.
But you ended it anyway.
As a Sagittarius myself, we are very optimistic people. We are loud extroverts who can be social whenever we want to. Unfortunately, we suck at keeping secrets.
But here’s something subversive and liberating and true: it’s not your responsibility to make other people feel comfortable – no matter the immediate social implications. It is only your responsibility to be honest.
You took away someone I thought I was going to marry. I’m fucking glad I didn’t.
To my future boyfriend: I don’t know where you are right now, or what you are doing. But just know that, when you do show up, I’ll be all yours.
There are days where I miss my hair, but I love how short hair has made me feel. It has made me feel like I am my own person, it has strengthened me, and it has given me confidence I never knew I could find.
Here’s the thing about believing in old-fashioned love: people will try to tell you to stop expecting so much. Let me declare now, I will never stop expecting big love and you shouldn’t either.
It’s time to put your big girl shoes on now. It’s time to look at yourself in the mirror and tell yourself that you are enough. You shine without needing a diamond ring on your finger. You shine without needing to be someone else’s sun.
We keep our guard up, our music off, our eyes peeled, our brains ready for anything. To relax, when you’re a woman at night, will always be foolish.