the year is 2045. your children have discovered your Spotify account and click on the playlist ‘broke bitches 4eva’. you swoon in nostalgia and quote each line as they stare in horror.
hey siri how do I download all the knowledge for my gcses which idk if I’ll actually need because the government are taking their deciding on our future
I’m beyond imperfect. I’m covered in flaws. I use periods at the end of a sentence when I’m upset. I push away without realizing. When I’m attacked, I push away further. When I feel your close to leaving, I build the walls back up. I know you can shatter me in pieces. A couple pieces already broke.
i look like a motherfucking glow-in-the-dark turtle with my phone light shining on my face that’s halfway covered by the hood of my sweatshirt as i lie under an obscene amount of blankets
“When I was a little girl, I thought that love had to be delicate and fragile, similar to a flower. But as I’ve grown older, I’ve realized that love can be different. It can be like a firework, explosive and bright. It can be raw, passionate, wild. Maybe even dangerous or reckless, but you shouldn’t be scared to fall in love. You are made of flesh and bone and muscle, and you are strong enough to handle any type of it.”
“If I’ve learned anything from life, it’s that sometimes, the darkest times can bring us to the brightest places. I’ve learned that the most toxic people can teach us the most important lessons; that our most painful struggles can grant us the most necessary growth; and that the most heartbreaking losses of friendship and love can make room for the most wonderful people. I’ve learned that what seems like the end of the road is actually just the discovery that we are meant to travel down a different path. I’ve learned that no matter how difficult things seem, there is always hope. And I’ve learned that no matter how powerless we feel or how horrible things seem, we can’t give up. We have to keep going. Even when it’s scary, even when all of our strengths seems gone, we have to keep picking ourselves back up and moving forward, because whatever we’re battling in the moment, it will pass, and we will make it through. We’ve made it this far. We can make it through whatever comes next.”
“On the darkest days you have to search for a spot of brightness, on the coldest days you have to seek out a spot of warmth; on the bleakest days you have to keep your eyes onward and upward and on the saddest days you have to leave them open to let them cry. To let them dry. To give them a chance to wash out the pain in order to see fresh and clear once again.”
“It’s a realization. And it hits me hard, so hard that my heart has become hollow. It’s hit me deep, though I can swim. It comes with the painful ache, so painful I feel numb. It caused tears, so many that infinity is outnumbered. And it’s a realization, when I realized I was alone in my world that was supposed to be yours too.”
