Know when to quit and have a margarita.
Runaway,,
I just want to get in a car and keep on driving until I find somewhere I’ve never been before and just stay there forever. then I remember that I have nothing to run away from and everything to stay for.
Find What Makes You Happy
It truly makes me happy to see the smiling faces of other people, especially when those smiles were formed by something I did. But for how long does that happiness actually last?
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not absence of fear, but courage and persistance in the face of it. <3
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You don’t ever have to feel guilty about removing toxic people from your life. It doesn’t matter whether someone is a relative, romantic interest, employer, childhood friend, or a new acquaintance — you don’t have to make room for people who cause you pain or make you feel small. It’s one thing if a person owns up to their behavior and makes an effort to change. But if a person disregards your feelings, ignores your boundaries, and continues to treat you in a harmful way, they need to go.
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Joan Crawford in Possessed (1931)
82 years later and it’s still relevant
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The only time you feel secure is when you pin him down on bed and look him straight in the eyes, and know that he is there. He IS there. That he is also looking back, at you and only you. That moment’s perfect. That moment is what you think you only need. There and then, you know that he’s yours completely. But those moments never last. When he’s gone from your side, you begin to go through those images in your head and sieve out the ones you doubt. And you start to question
I can’t help but feel so far away from you and it has nothing to do with the empty space in your bed but more to do with the empty inside of me. Im trying so hard to be stong, to hold on. I want to work through this but I can’t tell whats broken; Me or Us.
They say a good love is one that sits you down, gives you a drink of water, and pats you on top of the head. But I say a good love is one that casts you into the wind, sets you ablaze, makes you burn through the skies and ignite the night like a phoenix; the kind that cuts you loose like a wildfire and you can’t stop running simply because you keep on burning everything that you touch! I say that’s a good love; one that burns and flies, and you run with it!
When love is not madness it is not love.
That’s when I finally got it. I finally understood. It wasn’t the thought that counted. It was the actual execution that mattered, the showing up for somebody. The intent behind it wasn’t enough. Not for me. Not anymore. It wasn’t enough to know that deep down, he loved me. You had to actually say it to somebody, show them you cared. And he just didn’t. Not enough.
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’Slut’ is attacking women for their right to say yes. ‘Friend Zone’ is attacking women for their right to say no.
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