seeing my mother cry

2. people that can't let go

3. anxiety

4. lies

5. thinking about the people I've lost

6. unblended eyeshadow

7. careless people

Just because I can doesn't mean I should.

2. Honey will get me farther than sass.

3. My worth isn't in how many boys have told me I'm beautiful.

4. He won't change.

5. Friends shouldn't treat you like ****.

6. I'll probably always have a little pudge.

7. It takes me an hour to get ready.

Silver foxes are better than young bucks

2. Love is the answer to everything

3. Jill Scott can evoke any emotion

4. Romantic comedies are horrible but sometimes they are necessary

5. Praying is a release whether you're religious or not

6. Art is more than paint on canvas

7. Hurting someone doesn't mean you don't love them

I once met a boy so bad for me, he was too good. He was everything I never thought I wanted. He didn't love Jesus like I thought he should. He didn't love the things about me that I wanted him to. But he made me feel comfortable. He never made me feel unattractive or unloved. But he took parts of me. Parts of me that I needed. Parts that I couldn't get back. It wasn't fair because I didn't stand a chance. That smile, the way he held me. It left me defenseless. And I still don’t know why. Every time he looked at me a certain way or touche my waist in just that right spot when we hugged, it was like magic all over again. No matter how long it had been or how much I told myself I was over him, it didn't matter. All because he had those eyes and those lips, and that. one. touch. Mm. And even though I don’t crave it all the time like I used to, sometimes I look at him and it starts to bring back those memories.

I want to spend my mornings photographing you when you wake up but you’d blush & tell me that I think too highly of you and to save my film for better subjects.

you don't know hurt until the people who claimed they would be their for you, avoid you like you're an awful plague
until the people that said they would never judge you, take everything you do & make you feel like you're under a microscope

watch them replace you

watch them block you out of every point of their lives

that's hurt, that's heartbreak

when the people you used to tell everything to, don't even care what you ate for breakfast

you'll walk through the halls as a ghost, the shell of what you used to be

and you'll wonder "why don't they like me? what can I do to fix it?"

nothing. you can't do anything except live
live like you never have before

be happy

show them that you have things to stick around for

make them see that they aren't the end all be all to what makes you who you are

and most importantly, realize that you can be happy.

you are allowed to be happy

someone once asked me what made me happy & I realized that I don't know anymore