I hope you find your happiness, like I hope you are really, truly happy. Not a happy that you can put on show on social media, but a real happy where you find yourself smiling when you think about your life.
Most people are afraid to pour their feelings out and put them on display for the world because they are going to be judged and critiqued, but from being vulnerable it has taught me to not give a fuck.
I want to look at the person next to me and feel the blood start pumping through my chest because I’m so in love. I want to feel like I’ll never get enough of you because even forever seems too short for us.
As much as I want love I’m still breathing fine without it. There are hard times, but they also make you stronger, they force you to deal with uncomfortable moments you don’t want to face.
Tell me about the scar you have on your arm, tell me about all the times you felt you weren’t good enough, tell me about your dreams and what you’d do if you had nothing holding you back.
Traveling alone, just like everything else in life, has its pros and cons, but ultimately the experience is all what you make of it so make it count.
I’m not asking you to adopt a pit bull if they aren’t your favorite breed, but I’m asking you to consider thinking about them with an open mind.
“So there aren’t actually kangaroos hopping around everywhere?”
I’m terrified that if our paths cross again – like I’m ever so hopefully they will – that the same spark and the same feeling won’t be there. And if I’m being honest, I don’t know what I’d do if the one person that felt like home became just a hallow soul that I no longer knew.
Don’t sit in your room alone if you’re traveling solo because I can guarantee that you’re not the only one in the hostel who came alone.