Brave

the smell of sleeping with the window open

*seductively lays across your lap and starts crying*

im glad dogs cant read the “no dogs allowed” signs so they dont feel sad & left out

I find comfort in knowing that people who I’ve cut out of my life are left with this version of me that simply doesn’t exist anymore. The memory and image of me that they have isnt who I am, and I’m happy that it’s that way. I’ve changed and grown and they wont ever get the chance to know the better version of myself that I’ve become during their absence.

This is so comforting and inspiring.

I’ve passed by many eyes, and only got lost on yours

You’re not over exaggerating. You’re not too sensitive. You’re not too much. If it hurts you it fucking hurts you. If it makes you angry, then it makes you angry. There’s nothing wrong with you for feeling.