When I don’t believe in myself, these are the people that do. They would do just about anything to show that to me.
Sisterhood is living proof that there actually are people in this world who epitomize loyalty, and it reminds me every day that being the most beautiful person on the outside isn’t what makes someone special.
You deserve to be talked about. You deserve to be bragged about. Your memory deserves to be kept alive.
Your family members are the people who you feel the most comfortable around, who you feel the most yourself around, who you want to spend every single holiday surrounded by.
It no longer is the simple fact that he is gone, but rather it becomes just how much he has missed.
Remember last winter? Remember when everything looked like it was on its last leg before spring came like an explosion? You never left the apartment all winter. You barely walked me.
I gave you chance after chance to make things right; I set myself on fire to keep you warm. But I can’t help you.
I have a right to cut people out of my life. I have a right to say that I don’t want you around anymore. I have a right to do what is healthy for me.
Both signs seem to bite off more than they can chew and work really hard. Together they raise kids with the types of values to always take on a lot and be a part of things that positively influence people.
When I was 12-13, at a hotel room with my parents for a basketball tournament (gold medal thanks for asking), they fucked. In the bed right next to mine. 10 mins after lights out.