This Is How I Choose To Cope With Fear
I choose to believe that people who don’t love at all are non-existent. Because that’s not possible.
I choose to believe that people who don’t love at all are non-existent. Because that’s not possible.
What you need isn’t them, it’s you.
You’re alone, it can get lonely, I get it.
“The sweetheart of the London Olympics very quickly became this year’s villain with a list of offenses which seem to increase by the day.”
I will want to rewind and tell you how it hurt to keep yearning for you, knowing yearning is all it’ll ever be and yet wanting to let it be that way.
I’ve heard people call successful women, or women in the process of obtaining “success” as delusional, or that women won’t succeed in a man’s world, that there is a glass ceiling which prevents women from advancing further in their career.
I desperately wanted to become a mother above anything else.
Messaging someone and saying “you’re beautiful” and receiving a heart-eyed emoji in response ails in comparison to the unalloyed emotion expressed in a persons mind, body, and soul when those words go from your mouth straight to their heart.
You’re just a good old country gal who likes to wear cowboy boots and sundresses to Walmart…
You cannot hollow out a person like termites hollow out a log and then stroke the surface gently and tell him he is beautiful.