Why I’m Thankful I Fell In Love With The Wrong Guy
I don’t have to question who I am anymore.
I don’t have to question who I am anymore.
You spend way too much time over-thinking what will happen on the first date.
Sometimes I even hate myself for hating myself so much.
Here’s what you deserve: His attention. His affection. His time. His patience. His support.
Things don’t magically get better or more exciting with a change in location — it begins and ends with a change in your perspective.
If you don’t have a job lined up by the time you graduate, it isn’t the end of the world. You have your whole life ahead of you to work.
A heart is a big thing to hold in your hands. There isn’t room to juggle two for very long.
Tears rolling down my nose, unable to breathe type of laughter. I’m fine. A little bruised, but she was right. I fell—it didn’t kill me. It’s easy to stand back up and start again, knowing a bout of laughter is the worst I have to look forward to.