What If I Never Love My Career As Much As I Loved Him?
I got so busy that I just didn’t have time to focus on the parts of my life that broke my heart anymore.
I got so busy that I just didn’t have time to focus on the parts of my life that broke my heart anymore.
Breaking someone else’s heart. To a certain extent, it’s an inevitability. One that will haunt you, but one that will also humble you.
Absolutely, positively, never.
Likening anxiety to something as normal as waiting for a text message stigmatizes the very abnormal things anxiety actually does.
There’s potential for a story in every stranger, but you’re in control of the narrative just as much as they are.
And then, if pressed, other things would start finding their way from the corners of, “No one will care about this,” and “That’s kind of stupid,” and I’d confess them all at once.
Like a lot of other things, the term “strong woman” also has an undertone that is really, really patronizing when you break it down.
At this point everything’s a hazy, Stoli tinted blur.
At some point in everyone’s life, they’re really bad with money.
Have you ever just not voted?