Wide awake and still dreaming

You will come upon people who are a wolf in sheep’s clothing and you will meet people who are sheep in wolves clothing. You know what’s so beautiful about you? You bare your heart on your sleeve and you wear your mind like a crown. You are neither a sheep nor a wolf, you are a brutally soft woman with the courage of a lioness. In a world full of the unadorned, you have always been deeply unparalleled. 

FUR-EVER YOUNG! Happy 12th birthday to my heartbeat. First you stole my heart, then you stole my bed... and I'm totally fine with that.

Despite what they say, love is never free. It always cost something; time, memories, effort - a piece of your soul.

Dear Soul, I'm still learning about what you love. I'm going to give us more of that, I promise.

Love didn't hurt you. Someone who doesn't know how to love hurt you. Don't confuse the two.

If he chooses not to hold you, remind yourself you do not need his arms. Not when you have two of your own. Hold yourself, girl. Remind yourself that the love you have to give is more nurturing than he can ever give you, and you deserve that love, a far more wholesome love than his.

Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.

I’ve spent many many years apologizing to everyone around me. Saying sorry when sorry’s didn’t need to be said. I was always “too much.” Too emotional, too sensitive. I talked too much, and I thought too much. What an obscure thing to tell someone, “you think too much.” “You feel too much.” It’s like saying “your entire being is too much.” But after years on end of apologies to others and still feeling my worth at a low, I have finally started to apologize to myself for ever thinking that who I am can be defined by another. I’d rather be too much of everything than not enough of anything.

Words will only have as much power as you give to them. Don't allow yourself to become a slave to them, for not all that are spoken will be true.