I know. I’m very hard to talk to. I realize that.
Life presents to you over and over again your biggest and most painful fear, until you conquer it. It just keeps coming up.
How do I get started in something?
How do I get better at something?
if you ask me romantic is living in a decent flat with people who are mostly alright apart from when they’re not, with your other half, being able to spend the day in your pyjamas because you feel like shit or being able to suck up feeling shit enough to go to the shops for the person who feels shitter, eating chinese and cuddling while watching a film you both love, then bedding down to listen to separate music and rp with one another.
not living in a shitty apartment and spending all your time wrapped around one another like it’s a fucking john green novel.
Never confuse a single failure for a final defeat.
This is a tactic used to silence women, in case that’s unclear — to call victims “crazy,” “jealous,” “unstable,” etc. It’s happened to me. It’s happened to countless other women. It’s no coincidence. It’s the plan. It’s how men continue to get away with abuse — because men are rational, you know, and women are nuts. It’s built into the system — the gender hierarchy — the notion that men can be trusted experts and taken at their word, whereas women should be questioned and forced to prove why anyone should listen or take them seriously.
Do not settle for less than exactly what you want. Your heart’s desires are there for a reason. Chase them. Pursue them relentlessly. Do not lose sight of your goals. They are your very reason for being.
Sometimes you meet someone and even though you
never liked brown eyes before, their eyes are your new favourite colour.
I make myself rich by making my wants few.