Fuck Perfect
“Perfect” to them is not what “perfect” is to us.
“Perfect” to them is not what “perfect” is to us.
Morale at work is lower than a sausage dog’s belly is to the ground.
Look at the lonely moon on a deep, dark night and let it be your guiding light.
Love shouldn’t be a cure for loneliness.
Love is dedication, despite the pain and the empty dark, despite the fact that the shiny edges are gone and the clean bright newness of it all has faded to a more subtle, deeper glow.
I once read that I should think of my fear as an opportunity. Because once you have lived through your fears, you’ll have become who you were meant to be.
My dream became an escape from my dreary daily slump to a nine to five that I’ll never truly thrive in.