Girls get to have pretty things
I woke up next to you with a wave of butterflies in my stomach; ever since then I've wanted to fly.
Chrissy Vistiaire
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I woke up next to you with a wave of butterflies in my stomach; ever since then I've wanted to fly.
Chrissy Vistiaire
Ifonlyforamomenttt.wordpress.com
Not such a good day for a walk in the park, the old man said as he strolled by in the rain. She simply smiled to herself, it’s the perfect day, she thought before going to hunt down her favorite spot.
Today is the perfect day to stop and appreciate all that you are. Every single little bit. Today is the perfect day to nurture a love that blooms from the inside to the out, not from other people, but from yourself.
Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin | Instagram
Today is the perfect day to stop and appreciate all that you are. Every single little bit. Today is the perfect day to nurture a love that blooms from the inside to the out, not from other people, but from yourself.
Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin | Instagram
I didn’t mean to break his heart.
He is the clear, glass vase on the top shelf. I am a child, reaching for something I know is too good for my grubby fingers, something I know I’m not allowed to have. My fingerprints coat his body, and I slice open my scars trying to figure out his secrets. I pretend I am not hurting and pretend that my smile is genuine. He is too perfect not to hold, even if just for a second. The bloodied, slippery mirror refracted an image I was unprepared for, and I saw a reflection of all my faults.
I heard his heart shatter before I saw the remnants at my feet. Guilt washed over me as I was caught red handed by the parent of truth. The vase, so fragile, so pristine, was ruined by my carelessness, and I will forever regret it. Because I am the mess, even though he’s in pieces on the floor. He’s a mosaic, and I am discarded fragments. He is worthy of framing, and while he saw colorful beauty in my wreckage, I knew he deserved a masterpiece of his own.
I didn’t mean to break his heart.
I broke mine too.
1. Take them down from that pedestal – even if they were great, they still had lots of flaws and were less than perfect.
2. Recognise that it is over – and actively decide to leave the past behind and move on with your life.
3. Don’t contact them at all. It is hard to move on, and to start again, if you keep them in your life.
4. Avoid the places you know they tend to be; and only see mutual friends when they are not around.
5. Go out with your friends, don’t stay at home on your own. If you’re out having fun you will think of them less often.
“The most intimate thing we can do is to allow people we love most to see us at our worst. At our lowest. At our weakest. True intimacy happens when nothing is perfect.”
— Amy Harmon
… because, with holding something just because you’re frustrated is not how you go about this thing called love…that’s my story anyway and I’m sticking to it.
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