turns out, reading voraciously, moving your body, loving people without keeping score, protecting your solitude, chasing nothing but your own growth, and occasionally staying out too late with people who make you laugh until it hurts is not a bad way to build a life.
People respect you more when they don't see you often. Even parents. Trust me. It's strange how distance rearranges love, how absence restores what closeness erodes. When people are deprived of your presence, they start seeing you clearly again, not through habit but through awareness. Proximity dulls perception. Space sharpens it. That's just how the human mind works.
I’ve never wanted something as badly as I want my life to dramatically change for the better and the best over the next few months. It’s time. It’s my time.
I’m FOREVERRRRRRRR praying that I get my fairytale ending.. the dream career. the financial freedom. the friends. the family. the peace. the love... just everything that I truly & genuinely deserve