Finding your way takes time. Paving it takes even longer.
I don’t know where you are at or what is bothering you.
Treasure friends who make you uncomfortable.
You are vulnerable and completely alright with showing that to people. I’m sorry I impose expectations on your vulnerability.
They say that if you sit by Times Square long enough, you will see the whole world pass by.
Give yourself this gift each day—laughter that is conceived in your soul and bursts into your body pushing past your human barriers and erupting within you in the purest, most unadulterated language of joy.
You must know about my earnest belief that I was created to always love a little beyond reason.
We’ve grown up on words of master storytellers who’ve weaved hopes and dreams and love into the fabric of our imagination. So pretend like you understand it, even though sometimes you may not.
When you see through someone, when you see through their charm and their sexy, when you see into their blemishes and their imperfections, when you see their human, you can never hate them. You can only understand them.
No matter how much we preach self-love or go around telling the girl crying in a corner that beauty isn’t defined by looks, there is still that one vain thread we cling on to. My thread was my hair.