Find yourself. Find yourself in books and stories and TV shows and movies and the night sky and the forest and the walks in the rain and everything else that makes you feel beautiful, even if it is for a moment, for a second, for a day. Then find the people who never let you forget that, who always help you shine.
You forget to see how much they hurt, how much they are bleeding, how intricately and complicatedly human they are. You don’t understand why they seem to bleed off the canvas in their flaws.
In life, always strive to be the kind of person who can see humans at their worst and still love them, because that is when they need love the most.
Unlike drugs, it doesn’t come with a warning label. There is no, “Drinking this will cause all these side effects that you cannot control and get away from.”
Every day, you wake up, you go to war.
Your scars will tell the stories your lips cannot.
Maybe your love didn’t last, but the evidence of change means that you were good for each other, good enough to allow personal growth.
So if you have a personality as confusing as I find my own, please please try and harness the good from it. Try your very best not to fight any aspect of yourself and find a way to make both contradictory aspects work for you. You are human and humans are supposed to be confusing.
You are still beautiful, even if you feel broken. These parts of you that are broken deserve to be preserved in lacquered gold because your experiences simply add to your journey. So treasure them. Treasure everything that you have become and what you have left behind.
Not once when I have called her crying has she never had time for me. Not once has she ever let me down when I needed her. So when you told me you didn’t like her because she was too much independence and wildness for you to fathom, when you told me I had to choose between you and her, I chose her so easily, I barely skipped a beat.