I had just turned 18 and I was terrified of the life I had ahead of me.
I am learning to take the word ‘just’ out of my vocabulary when describing myself. I am learning that I am not just a woman or just a friend or just a blogger on Word Press.
Strong girl, from this moment on, always feel.
I am slowly learning to shamelessly love me, and not because I am supposed to, but because I am easier to love than I ever used to believe.
You love him, but beautiful girl, don’t you ever let him rule you.
I was anything that was bad, and nothing that was good.