We don’t like to admit that our perceptions of the world aren’t perceptions at all; rather, they’re reflections of ourselves. Our eyes are not telescopes; we want to believe that we can see every last detail, every blade of grass, every breath – but, in fact, we do not.
We die a little inside when people say, “But you don’t need makeup – you’re already beautiful!”
If you take a look at a map of New York, you’ll notice right away that it is GINORMOUS. The towns that are actually considered to be upstate would probably take no less than 5 hours to drive to from the towns located in and around the Hudson Valley. Can we just settle this once and for all? Not everything north of NYC is upstate.
Recovery exists in present tense only. Recovering, not recovered. Even if she doesn’t exhibit behaviors, and even if she never restricts her caloric intake again, it will always be present tense.
Beanie Babies are worthless. WORTHLESS.
If we don’t take action – if we don’t do something – we’ll be in the history books one day, on the wrong side, yet again.
“And now whatever way our stories end,
I know you have rewritten mine by being my friend.”
The girl who journals is someone who is accepting of life’s highs and lows. She finds words to capture the spectrum of human emotion. She dances with vivacious adjectives for her happiest days, and embraces cold words for her loneliest nights.
It’s almost inevitable that our minds and hearts will yearn for the unknown void ahead, that we will grow bored with our present and look to the future for something better.
Your phone is probably by your side all the time, even when you’re in the bathroom, so no, it didn’t take you 7 hours to “see” a text.