the size of your life is up to you. that thought should terrify you and thrill you in the same breath. everything you are not is a choice. every limit is self imposed. every ounce of potential you haven’t touched is sitting there waiting for a version of you willing to reach for it. you can have anything you are willing to work for. so go work. go take it. stop admiring the life from a distance and go grab it.
As my birthday comes to an end, I truly feel such a heaviness that life brings with another year around the sun.
I carry new energy with me.
I no longer want to questions the route that I’m meant to be on but rather to trust that it’s correct.
With that said, I’m 28 bitch