â˘LOVEâ˘
love is something i got to experience this year. we ended after 6 months, but iâm pretty sure i donât regret asking him to be my boyfriend.
it was my first relationship & even the first person i had ever kissed. and iâm 18. iâm glad i waited, bc the emotions that built up to that first kiss was worth waiting those 17 years.
loving someone means accepting them for who they are, so itâs pretty amazing to see so many of my friends finally feel accepted. and feel happy. and feel loved.
when youâre emotionally unstable, your partner is supposed to ease some of that stress off of you; whether physically, verbally, etcâŚ
love is really a great thing, and at one point we all think, âlove stinksâ and it does sometimes, but we wouldnât have some of these dank ass songs about it if it werenât a typical thing, i guess.
nothing is better than seeing the people you care about, be stoked on life.
there are times when iâm jealous that my friends have love, bc i have convinced myself that no one will love me because of my wheelchair, but a part of me knows thatâs not true. because love means you love someone no matter what they look like.
whether youâre disabled, the same sex, like different music, or canât even do your eyeliner evenlyâŚyou deserve to be loved.
these couples are absolutely beautiful(not that any other couples arenât), and iâm so thankful theyâre in my life.
if anyone tells you that âno one will ever love youâ say buh-bye bitch. bc if anything, loving yourself is extremely powerful but also having another human being love you and tell you youâre beautiful and that youâre worth something and their smile and laugh whenever you say something stupid is priceless.
â˘love is beautiful.
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