when i think about the past and how much happier i was back then.
but if train A has stopped writing love poems and train B is still sending drunk texts, when do the they meet?
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.
In seventh grade, I catfished the most popular girl in school. Mind you, this was before the term “catfish” was coined.
My best was never good enough; I always felt the need for more.
I do like to believe that time does heal all wounds, even those wounds that feel like they may never heal.
You never wanted to live in Los Angeles. I never wanted to live in New York. There we were, standing on two different ends of the country unwilling to find common ground.
Time for more living offline. Time for more living — not working.
Be kind to others but be even kinder to yourself. Let yourself rest when you need to. Let yourself breathe when you need to. Let yourself fall in love with every single part of you — even the parts that aren’t so beautiful.
You have no control over me.