They say humans are predictable. That the best way to understand another human being is look at their pattern of behaviour and allow it to dictate your perception of them.
I’m trying to learn the kind of brave you taught me – pulling down the gates, letting go of control, trusting people aren’t growing weeds of lies when they’re sleeping in my bed.
Mistakes do not equate to weakness; believing that we are incapable because of those mistakes does.
I am slowly learning how to be alone. I am slowly learning how to wake up in the middle of the bed. How to make just one cup of coffee in the mornings. How to hold my own heart, how to take up my own space.
That afternoon I was trying to press my soft body up against something hard and rough, industrial but wearing human skin.
Stop apologizing for the person you are.
We begin relationships by lying about who we really are for fear of that person not actually liking us.
I’ve learned that humans also speak in another language: music. Maybe, you’ll agree.
I judge people based on their footwear.
So allow yourself to fall and crumble. Let it all bleed, and let life happen. Because it’s also important to note that it’s not always going to be this bad.