Read This When You Are Waiting For A Text Back

Stop equating your worth to how quickly someone texts you back — or whether they text you back at all.
Stop equating your worth to how quickly someone texts you back — or whether they text you back at all.
Because if a person decides to give you the silent treatment, they rarely take it back.
I can’t stop thinking about how attractive you are. About how delicious every inch of your skin would taste beneath my lips.
You will love again even though they promised you forever and still walked away. You will love again even thought your heart is still beating to the sound of their name.
I’m learning that by simply welcoming the ending of something can be a blessing in disguise.
There are various things men often do (or don’t do) that cause women to feel shitty in their relationships.
Gemini (May 22nd to June 21st): Being given unsolicited advice from anyone, especially those who clearly do not have their shit together enough to be giving said advice (looking at you, MARGARET).
You shouldn’t have flirted with me. You shouldn’t have led me on. You shouldn’t have made me think that you wanted to settle down with me.
Love is unconditional. Love forgives. Love gives second chances. Love sees the best in you.
You know you’ve outgrown games when mixed signals don’t confuse you anymore. They’re actually clear signals to you now. They mean that someone is confused or not sure about you so either way there’s nothing you can do to help.
I want to be the drop of color in your darkness, the light that never fades out of your mind, the thought always floating in your head, a necessary piece of you.
I’m never going to be the confident one. Not in myself. Not in you. Not in us. That’s going to be your most important role.
Libra: They look at you like you are worth something. When you are with them, you feel like you matter.
Being the one to leave doesn’t hurt any less, but it’s a different kind of hurt.
Life will always be hard. But I can’t spend another minute feeling sorry for myself. It doesn’t do me any good and it doesn’t do anyone else any good. So, live your life. Mess up. Fuck up. Embrace your imperfections and your mistakes. Learn from the times of heartache and rejection. Learn from the darkness, instead of sitting in it. And then get up and start again.
I am never going to regret the shameless way that I flirt with you or how quickly I text back.