Story of my life
It can be hard not to but do you really want to give them the satisfaction?
23. 24 in July :)
If only ❥
I’m tired of all these things that make me anxious and sad
Too often we care about people who don’t care about us. We want to be with someone who doesn’t want us with the same desire. And to me is one of the saddest realities one must come to terms with.
Aw shucks :) Thanks!
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk