"If you had started doing anything two weeks ago, by today you would have been two weeks better at it."

John Mayer  (via fawun)

(Source: observando, via meetmeinnashville)


1. Lay on the floor of your shower until you can breathe again. Water will always love to love your skin.

2. Start writing with the intention of filling up one page. Write until your pen stops working.

3. Reread a book that once made you cry. Learn something new on every page. Notice how different chapter make you sad. Notice how the book didn’t change and grow; you did.

4. Sleep with your windows open. You can hear both the rain and boys drunkenly singing Frank Sinatra on their deck. Both are equally good.

5. Don’t forget that honey will always taste sweet, but the best way to eat it is off your fingers, laughing.

6. Remember that, sometimes, getting out of bed is enough.


 For unhappy girls who like sitting in the sun (via bl-ossomed)

(Source: ttwentysix, via meetmeinnashville)

I knew you weren’t my type.

But when you smacked my behind just now it confirmed it. I’ll keep looking.

When I think about the way he treated me when I found out about her, and how badly he spoke of me to her to save face, I get angry. How she slyly rubs it in my face about how he always comes back to her. God ended it this way for a reason. I’m starting to figure out that I’m too nice to people and I have to stop getting used. Lesson learned.

After being confronted by the girlfriend the guy I was seeing, and her asking if I was dating him too, it’s safe to say I am single again. At first I was sad, but after hearing him speak poorly of each of us to each other on a speaker phone (he took turns calling each of us, trying to explain there was no one else, not knowing we were sitting right next to each other). Now I feel sorry for her. Apparently he’s cheated on her multiple times and she’s taken him back each time. There’s even another girl involved at the moment. I couldn’t imagine being disrespected repeatedly. I rather be alone than desperate, and with low self esteem. It didn’t scare me from dating again, it just made me more aware and from now on I’ll pay attention to red flags.