When you think of how quickly your life has gone so far, putting a number on how long you have left makes it seem far too short.
We all have in us, the capacity to be kind.
I don’t want to eventually become the girl without a voice. Neither do you, so if your stuck in a rut of lying because your terrified of people seeing the real you.
If love meets you along the way, welcome it with open arms. Be vulnerable, be honest, open yourself up to hurt. But when the bitter winter arrives and you no longer have them as your home, don’t go cold. Have a fire burning so bright within yourself that you don’t need anything else to keep you alive.
There are so many wonderful strangers that you can have meaningless, but still meaningful flings with. There are so many hands you may touch fleetingly but hold forever.
“You make the decision to not let this person, this experience affect you any more. You put down your damn foot and you stare the past straight in the eye and you let go.”