Read This When You Stop Hearing From Him

You consider reaching out to him, and asking him how he’s been, and maybe if he’d like to get together. But you know better than that. You know how these things go.
You consider reaching out to him, and asking him how he’s been, and maybe if he’d like to get together. But you know better than that. You know how these things go.
We spend so much time getting to know the people around us that we forget to know ourselves.
I’m done. Not in a snarling Sammi Sweetheart kind of way, but in the most logical, rational, clear-headed and composed way possible: I’m done. I’m done with the dating applications.
Before you see him, you shower. Shave. Slip into a skintight dress. Fill in your eyebrows. Paint your lips. And when you meet up with him, he’s wearing the same T-shirt he wore the last time you saw him.
The people who got out of these dark times before you weren’t better than you, or stronger than you, or less burdened than you. They felt weak and sad and like they were barely hanging on – just like you. BUT, they kept going.
Modern dating. We hate to love it, we love to hate it, but unless you’re completely locked down – you have to deal with it.
The woman’s whimpering rose to muffled screaming as a gloved hand reached out with the rusted knife. Pushed back her pretty hair, damp at the roots with blood. That hand dug into her ear, slicing off a chunk, taking a golden hoop and an industrial bar along with it. She was still squealing as the hand picked up the skin and flipped it back and forth in front of the phone camera, like he was a magician showing off a card.
I am believing in myself, that there is beauty inside me, that I am my own sunshine, that I am a work of art.
“Does it make you uncomfortable when guys check you out while wearing leggings?”
The hardest part about soulmates is sometimes you don’t end up with the one you think is yours.
You must know that I am forever grateful to have had you as a father. Thank you for the life you gave me. Thank you for your hard work that enabled me to have nice things. Thank you for your love.
One day she’ll look at you and laugh because she knew she settled and she’ll wonder why.
We can control the hope that we carry within our bones and our bloodstream. And we can try to smile. Despite the sadness, despite the tears, despite the deaths, and despite the tragedies. We can try our hardest, to just keep believing. And to try to be happy, despite the darkness.
Aries: He never viewed you as an equal partner, just someone whose love slowed him down.