i love me a spontaneous friend.. like yesss let’s take a random 3 hour road trip on a random Tuesday cuz we’re both off... idk this brings me a lot of joy
I’m mature enough to admit that due to the things I was put through in life, I’m a hard person to deal with sometimes. I overthink, I’m easily triggered, and can be hard to understand. I’m beyond sensitive, and require a lot of patience.
But I also know that my love is like no other. I can give you the world as mine is falling apart. I’m still so full of love &
my heart is pure. I don’t give up on people until I have no choice to.
all of my friends have something that i admire about them. the hustle, style, the way they move, beauty, free spirit, intelligence & more.. it’s so important to have ppl around you that motivate you in some kind of way
No one really warns you about this part of adulthood where you start to feel homesick, not for a house, but for a moment in time. A version of life that doesn’t exist anymore. A place you can’t return to, and a feeling you didn’t know you’d miss so much until it was gone.
Ngl the romance i like can't be asked for because they're things that only happen if it's in the person's character to do it. i could ask, but it will be so inauthentic now that the whole point of it (spontaneity) is ruined.
This year has taught me that a good year can also be a hard year. I have held joy and pain in equal measure. The joy hasn't made it less painful & the pain hasn't made it less joyful. It’s the year I learnt what it means to hold all things in a delicate balance.
i will always be the “you could’ve just told me” kind of person.
not because i enjoy pain, but because i’ve lived long enough to know that the truth, no matter how heavy, is still kinder than being misled. i would rather feel the sting of honesty than spend nights overthinking, replaying conversations, or wondering what i did wrong. i don’t need people to protect me with silence, mixed signals, or carefully crafted lies. i just need people to be real with me