This, this is about my own some-day daughter. When you approach me, already stung-stayed with insecurity, begging, “Mom, will I be pretty? Will I be pretty?” I will wipe that question from your mouth like cheap lipstick and answer, “No! The word pretty is unworthy of everything you will be, and no child of mine will be contained in five letters.
“You will be pretty intelligent, pretty creative, pretty amazing. But you, will never be merely ‘pretty’.
“Date someone who meets you half way. Date someone who brings you a glass a water when they get themselves one. Date someone who makes sure you don’t spend money on ridiculous things. Date someone your ex hates and your mom loves. Date someone who’d rather spend a Friday night watching movies, than out with 50 people they barley even talk to. Date someone who sleeps on your chest and leaves a little puddle of drool. Don’t date someone who makes you leave oceans of tears.”—
At the end of the day it’s the little things. (via blackcarbs)
its easier said than done, but give it time. give yourself to live your life and see that things will be alright without him. time will go on, there is still good in the world, fear not, everything will be alright. i cant guarantee youll wake up tomorrow, or the next day, or next week, or even next month and be instantly better. but, things will get better. in time, you’ll find someone else who makes you feel just as special and hopefully find an even greater degree of happiness