I hope someday you feel so loved that there is no room in your life for this kind of hurtful energy.
Remember that no opportunities will come to you if you aren’t out there searching for them.
I want to learn to embrace the parts of myself that often make me feel alone, that often make me want to isolate myself further.
This time though, this time I am ready. I am making peace with my enemies and cleaning out my attic.
Stop seeking validation from other people. Your worth is not, and never will be in this life, based on what others think about you.
What I would give to know you, know your face, know your hands. To feel the electricity between us and know it cannot be anything but the forever kind of love.
The entirety of me is not easily swallowed. I am a jigsaw, a complexity, a meal with endless courses. That is to say, I need a lover who loves hard. A lover who loves wholly, who embraces my flaws and cherishes my shortcomings as well as my strengths.
I was watching myself through smoke and mirrors, seeing the way I was wasting away but unashamed, unaware that some of that breakage would be unrepairable.
Nothing in this world can weigh you down if you simply choose not to grab hold of the anchor.
This is for you. You, who crawled out of bed this morning with your heart on your sleeve and ideas swirling in your head. You, the chaser of your dreams, the work hard – play hard, love ferociously kind of woman.