
Truth. This has been a week. Ugh.

Truth. This has been a week. Ugh.

This. All of this.
Sometimes you meet a person and you just click—you’re comfortable with them, like you’ve known them your whole life, and you don’t have to pretend to be anyone or anything.

Must remember this!

This could not have come at a better time. Today I have alternately felt really angry, sad, lonely, unhappy, confused, and bitter. I just need to wait and see. But do I want to wait for him? I don’t know the answer to that right now.
In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: It goes on.
He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.
Perhaps strength doesn’t reside in having never been broken… but in the courage required to grow strong in the broken places.
