I remember one time, this guy told me he couldn’t afford my lifestyle. I told him that he didn’t have to, that there was nothing to afford and that I wasn’t the kind of girl who latched myself to a guy so he could support me financially and emotionally. I told him that it wasn’t necessary, and I…
I realized that after a certain period of time, the memories that were so painful before aren’t so painful anymore. I think I’m finally learning the art of letting go. I look back at how things were, and I laugh, not out of spite or bitterness, but I laugh because the memories seem so distant and far away that all I can feel is heartfelt acceptance that we go through a length of hardship and that’s okay. We learn, and there will always be better days.
You were in college
working part time waiting tables
left a small town, never looked back.
I was a flight risk with a fear of falling”
wondering why we bother with love
if it never lasts.
– T.S. (via mahalkitax3)
You think I’m the same girl I was years ago?
I’m sorry, honey, but we all grow up.
We grow out of the person we used to be,
and the people we’re supposed to be with.
I’m slowly getting rid of any toxic
friendships and relationships
that have no way of morphing into
anything better than negativity.
Anything not worth smiling about isn’t worth it.