In my eyes, the two of us would have been an unstoppable force and an amazing love story. I wish that you could see the beautiful world through my lenses — a romance entangled with heated debates, bad fights and passionate sex.
Being rejected in love is not pretty and The truth is, she will never understand how happy you could have made her or how it feels to be loved by you. And that, in the end, is the saddest, most painful part of it all
We have every right to speak up when someone disrespects us, disregards our needs, or minimizes our feelings. It does matter. And it's not being oversensitive, rude, or dramatic. It's honoring our inner value.
Seeing my friends succeed always puts a big smile on my face. But at the same time, it's like something inside cracks as my lips scratch. They succeed where I fail, and the help comes from me. It's been like that forever... helping everyone but myself.
It's strange isn't it? You know yourself better than anyone else yet you crumble at the words of someone who hasn't even lived a second of your life. Focus on your own voice, it is the only one that matters.