I sort of understand why the Mall Santas keep a flask in their pants.
Your honest opinion.
You constantly feel vulnerable, and not in a good way.
The remote. Because after a long and miserable day, it’s the only thing you want to come home to.
You have to believe that you deserve to be happy. You have to believe that it is your right to experience joy, instead of worrying that the universe is playing a cruel trick on you.
We’re not sure that the “success” we’re chasing after is actually our true version of success, and not just what we’ve been conditioned to think is success.
Sometimes we love people romantically and they do love us back, and it’s even more terrifying than if they didn’t.
You keep telling yourself you’ll do this when you’re older, and then one day you realize that you are older.
There’s less wondering about what “could have been.”