Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.
I do not want to talk about my problems.
I do not want to tell you my insecurities.
Things that trouble me.
I think about these things too much myself.
If telling you will not help, then you do not need to know.
I hate when people think “opening up” is the solution to everything.
1. Your skin may never be perfect, and that’s okay.
2. Life is too short not to have the underwear, the coffee, and the haircut you want.
3. Everyone (including your family, your coworkers, and your best friend) will talk about you behind your back, and you’ll talk about them too. It doesn’t mean you don’t love each other.
4. It’s okay to spend money on things that make you happy.
5. Sometimes without fault or reason, relationships deteriorate. It will happen when you’re six, it will happen when you’re sixty. That’s life.
And you tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more. Tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake… You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that. And if he wants to leave, then let him leave. You are terrifying, and strange, and beautiful. Something not everyone knows how to love.
If you’re with someone who doesn’t look at you with adoration & passion, when you walk into a room they don’t instantly feel reassurance & pride for having the right to claim you, you get undressed & they don’t get the urge to take you down … Someone who doesn’t praise you for your accomplishments & admire your efforts to be a better you;
start loving yourself again and leave their company. There are too many people in the world to settle for someone who feels you’re mediocre.