Victoria Joslin

I let myself have a bad day today.

Thank you for mistreating me at the end, because it reminded me that I deserve more.

I’m teaching myself how to courageously open the door when either fulfillment or hopelessness is knocking on it.

I just have to live.

You have full control over the wheel this life.

You trust him enough to know that he won’t just up and leave you. Both of you are able to reconnect after a fight; you know that the relationship is more important than the little things that set you off.

If a person doesn’t cherish you, or if their words and behaviors make you feel even the slightest bit less about yourself, then you need to leave.

I would be lying if I told you I was ready, because honestly, I wasn’t ready at all. My heart was still healing, still mending itself little by little.

I chose you because you make me want to better myself.

She comes off as being cold and insensitive, but I promise, she’s not. You see, when someone loves so immensely deep, to ultimately get their heart broken, everything begins to shift.

We are full of excitement and adventure; we yearn for the spontaneous trips. You won’t get bored, because we need constant entertainment.

I want to strip you of any uncertainty. I want to build you up, and make you feel like the most important person in the entire world.

I took my broken heart and transformed it into art, into something permanent. I spent this time to sit quietly and listen to my powerful insights.

You’ll never fall in love with anyone else quite like us.

I want you to clear me of any uncertainty and challenge me with your sanity. I want you to be completely open and honest with me. Respect me, cherish me, choose me, and love me.

Love means knowing your partners weakness, but never taking advantage of it.

I began to crave people who desperately needed me. If they needed me then that meant I had a purpose to live. It was a fulfilling feeling to be so worthy to someone when I felt so worthless myself. If I wasn’t need then, who was I and why am I here?

Believe me when I say that there is a huge difference between being desired and being valued. The guy who calls you at midnight every Friday night like clockwork does not value you, so stop answering.