Ariella

Funny how what I considered the bare minimum was too much for them... It’s not high standards... It’s just... how I love...

They loved my softness until they realized it came with storms...

No one is watching you as much as you think they are. No one cares if you're biking alone, playing basketball by yourself, or sitting by a river with a blanket and a book. What actually matters is how those things make you feel. Do they bring you peace? Do they make you happy? That’s what counts. Not some random stranger’s opinion that won’t even last ten seconds. think again

When your lover understands aspects of yourself that you struggle to articulate, it feels like they know you better than you know yourself, yet love you completely.

sometimes, all you can do is breathe and wait for the storm in your chest to pass...