Love should not break you. My god, if there is anything you should know about love, it is that is should never destroy you, it should never tear you to pieces only to leave you alone. It should not make you ache, it should not bruise your soul. Love should never bear its teeth when things get tough, it should not use your vulnerabilities against you when it feels threatened, or hurt.
They do not simply wait for their turn to talk, but actually listen to others. They know they can learn something from everyone, and everything fascinates them.
Never wear my hair down. Like…ever.
I’m the kind of girl who takes twenty pictures in a row, decides that none of them are good enough, and then walks around feeling ugly for the rest of the day.
Love yourself enough to demand the respect you deserve from everyone else around you because you are worth it.
I’ve been thinking about soulmates again. And I think soulmates do exist, but not in the be all, end all, love only one-person kind of way.
It’s been ten years since I was diagnosed with an autoimmune disease that I don’t actually have. Going through all that was an insane, insightful journey. It’s one that I can only feel grateful for today, despite everything that’s happened.
Time heals all wounds. Just give it time. Be patient. You’ve heard it all before. You’re grieving a loss in your life and everyone’s advice is to just give it time. Wait for the days to pass.
You never really know what’s out there.
What’s the good, and what’s the bad?