It’s my birthday and i’ll cry if i want to.
Your real first love will make you realize that your first love wasn’t really your first love.
One day I just woke up and realized that I can’t touch yesterday. So why the heck was I letting it touch me?
I will hold myself to a standard of grace, not perfection.
I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am.