Nobody sees the battles you fight in silence or the effort it takes to put yourself back together. Keep going anyway. You don’t need an audience to rebuild your life. One day the results will speak for themselves.
I fucking hate annual corporate self-reviews and goal-setting. No, I don't want to identify growth opportunities or outline my five-year career plan. My goal is to get paid every two weeks.
a man who’s always pulling you closer, running his hands up your thighs, playing with your fingers, kissing you for no reason, and finding any excuse to have his hands on you. yeah… i need a man who can’t keep his hands off me.