I’ve stopped being sorry for all my soft. I won’t apologize because I miss you, or because I said it, or because I text you first, or again. I think everyone spends too much time trying to close themselves off. I don’t want to be cool or indifferent, I want to be honest.
I need solitude. I need space. I need air. I need the empty fields round me; and my legs pounding along roads; and sleep; and animal existence.
I hope the strong women out there aren’t quiet and they don’t go away, because when people attack you for speaking, the best way to drive them nuts is to smile and carry on speaking - louder, more wisely, more intensely, more articulately than ever.
I want a relationship where we can get drunk at midnight, just the two of us, and sit up talking and making out all night, and go to the beach at four in the morning. I want someone who’s down for adventure. I want someone who will go camping with me, and boating, and fishing, and travel. I want someone who wants me for life. I want passion that doesn’t burn out.
glamorize going to bed early, like, 8pm early
instead of making high stress levels a competition, brag about feeling whole and at peace.
make is cool as hell to take 2pm naps and go on mindful walks by yourself.
talk about mental health and normalize visits to counselors or support systems
teach kids that being different is beautiful and that it’s healthy to love what makes us who we are.
make #selflove and #selfcare the most common hashtags
What is success? It is being able to go to bed each night with your soul at peace.
