I think the key to a happy life as an adult woman is to channel your inner weird little girl and make her happy

so overwhelmed by the love my little poem received, i wanna cry

is there anything more bitter than letting go of friends that you thought were your ride or die? coming to terms with the fact that you’re walking down different paths and you’ll be dismembered if you don’t let go of their hand. being true to yourself and your self-worth is something we’re never warned about. no one ever tells you that you’ll spend weeks pondering where it went wrong, what you did wrong, until you come to the somber realization that your time together on this earth just might be over.