You get to express yourself in ways you never imagined. You can wear whatever you want or dance however you want without judgment.
We’re going to fight. We’re going to disagree.
Love is a word with a strange and heavy weight.
Anyone who loves you so intently end up forever connected to you; when you hurt, she hurts regardless whether you’re a room or continent away.
No one will love you the way I did.
Deep down, I believe in fate. I believe if things are meant to work out, they will in some way, shape, or form. I believe that everything happens for a reason.
You will know when you need to change something in your life. You will get tired of that grey, mundane mask you wear on a daily basis
You accept the fact that your person will never come back, but that doesn’t mean you understand it.
What if someone actually had the guts to pick you apart and fix your flaws?
I may never be comfortable in my own skin, but at least for today, I’ll try.