Happiness has nothing to do with your love life.
Release what is not meant for you. Release what has abandoned you. Release what has attempted to destroy you, hold you captive, bring you down.
What happens when your heart isn’t broken, but it doesn’t feel full either?
I’m learning that by simply welcoming the ending of something can be a blessing in disguise.
I don’t need a friend to help with homework, I’ll find a tutoring center. I don’t need a friend to give me advice, I’m probably better off seeking professional advice.
You know what I think is impressive? Someone who doesn’t care to impress anyone. Someone who has values and morals and chooses to stick to them. Someone who is strongly opinionated and stands their ground.
You have to choose to be happy.
Why the hell do I feel like this? Why do I feel so uncontrollable? Why do I already feel like a failure?
You control your happiness. At the end of the day, we have all the control. We decide who and what we put up with. We decide how hard to work and what we attempt.