My brain really has a talent for ignoring the obvious, making me believe in possibilities that were never there. Then reality hits and I’m disappointed all over again.
Like, come on… it’s clear. Stop pretending you don’t see it
Memories don't hurt. Love doesn't hurt. It is the attachment that hurts. It is the expectation that hurts. It is the imagined future that is now broken that hurts.
to be patient and to slow down. that it’s ok that you’re not moving at the same pace as everyone cause you’re not meant to. if it’s meant for you, it’ll come if it’s not you won’t receive it. secondly, it’s ok to take time to get your mind together. you can put yourself first and no one can be mad at you for that. if you run across people who don’t value you runnnnnn !!!!
I feel like my secrets are slipping through my fingers, one by one, and I can’t hold onto them anymore. I don’t even know what to do—maybe there’s nothing to do. Just standing here, watching… staring as it all unfolds.