You are never too late for love. Even if you are the last person amongst your friends to marry, still waiting for the right kind of person with a big enough heart and the kind of softness you have needed, don’t settle for anything less than a love that always makes you hopeful.
You should look forward to date nights, not dread them. You should be eager to call your person, not keep putting it off.
Putting in effort means going out of his way to spend time with you. It’s not texting you when it’s convenient. It’s not asking you to come over at the last second when he’s bored and the rest of his friends are busy.
You are careful with your heart. You don’t hand it over to anyone who gives you a little bit of attention. You are selective about who gets to stay in your life and who gets to leave.
I’m pretty certain that men and women are both hot. Nothing confusing about that.
She is going to get bored of you, because the chase is fun at first. So is the flirting and the late night conversations. But eventually, she’s going to want more than that. She’s going to want something real.
She’s always thinking. Always observing. Quiet girls have the loudest minds. The widest hearts.
If you can find a dog at a party, you’ll spend all of your time on the floor with it. It beats having small talk with strangers that you’ll probably never see again.
Your survival shouldn’t be dependent on others. It shouldn’t be dependent on whether or not an individual will see all your worth and come back.
You’re never going to get over him, because you refuse to let go of him fully. There are still pieces of him littered across your life.