I’m afraid of time… I mean, I’m afraid of not having enough time. Not enough time to understand people, how they really are, or to be understood myself. I’m afraid of the quick judgements or mistakes everybody makes. You can’t fix them without time.
Do you miss yourself?
The person you were before you had your first heartbreak or before you got betrayed by the person you trusted?
The person you were before you had your first heartbreak or before you got betrayed by the person you trusted?
"How do you tell people? How do you tell them that you’re exhausted even though you slept for 10 hours? How do you tell them that you need a break from talking and smiling and simply being near them? How do you tell them that although you love them, you so desperately need to be alone tonight?"
I will never let anyone ruin my life, I'm way too good at ruining it all by myself.
The four stages of a day off:
1. I will do so much stuff
2. Later I'll do a lot of stuff
3. Eventually, I'll do some stuff
4. Oh, no
1. I will do so much stuff
2. Later I'll do a lot of stuff
3. Eventually, I'll do some stuff
4. Oh, no
A year ago, everything was different. I wouldn’t have pictured myself like this. And now that I look back, I have realized that a year can do a lot to a person.