revises

I hope you devour the men who try to turn you into their punching bag.

Don’t ask yourself why someone’s hurting you. Ask yourself why you’re letting them hurt you.

you should never have to apologize for the way you need to be loved.

I don’t think I’ll get over his smile. To be honest, I don’t want to.

You make lists in your head about what you want in a lover, like brown hair and a sweet voice. A sharp mind and a soft heart, a sense of humor that actually makes you laugh like you mean it. This and that. And it’s all bullshit. Because people aren’t lists. And I’ve always wanted to be the person who made someone realize that. I want to come across someone with a list in their head that is nothing like the person I am, and I want to show them what they didn’t even know they were looking for. People who think they know what they want are fooling themselves. Nobody really knows what they want. Not until it’s right in front of them.

I hope you find someone who knows how to love you when you are sad.

Don’t settle for him because he thinks you’re beautiful and you think no one else will find you beautiful.

Respect yourself enough to walk away from anything that no longer serves you, grows you, or makes you happy.

Never wait around for a boy, he’ll come to you. Sometimes you need to be busy too, just to let him know that the sun doesn’t rise and shine over him.

No one heals himself by wounding another.