There are highs and lows in life. Few people ever get to a good place without trudging through a bog of bad times first, and 90% of that fight is your attitude. You gotta look forward to the goal, keep it ever present in mind. There’s one piece of advice my dad handed down to me that stuck, and I’ll pass it on to anyone who reads this, especially if you’re a young adult: your 20’s should suck. You’ll probably have to live on a shoestring budget, passing up on most, if not all, of your wants just to make ends meet. But if you budget well, put in the time and effort, and with a little luck, you’ll get into your 30’s and 40’s with a sound financial base and finally be able to treat yourself. That’s how I’ve lived the eight years since I turned 20, and it’s looking to finally pay off!
There’s only one way to conquer your pain.
Find comfort in it. Take it as a sign that you
still feel, that there’s still fight in you.
When you hurt, you breathe.
When you hurt, you are forced to find healing.
But when you are numb there’s nothing left.
Hurt. Yell. Break. Mend. Hit lower than bottom
and build a staircase out of nothing.
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It all happened in a moment.
I caught a glimpse of you, I gazed
into your eyes and saw galaxies.
In a moment I loved you and
in a moment you were gone.
I swear I heard my soul whisper in my
ear: “You know him because
I met him in a different life.”
It always happens when the night falls.
As darkness slowly starts its kingdom over
the sky, it slowly takes over your soul.
You avoid mirrors because you don’t know
what are you going to see in them.
The voice whispers in your ear: “There’s
so much more for you ahead.”
But you, so beautiful and so kind are trapped
in the misery of your own making because of
trying to fit in with the world when you were
born to stand out.
So, I haven’t posted an outfit in a while and here it is. The leather skirt is from Terranova and the top is from New Yorker. I have been in love with these shoes since I bought him and to be honest, I can’t really tell you where they are from because I got them at a thrift shop. So there you have it, some inspiration for a night out outfit. Hope you liked it!
Like an old, forgotten fountain here
I stand. Once I shined in all of my splendor
and filled with life and now I am drained.
No more water, no more admire.
My edges are jagged, the bright, white
color began to look gray. You can see the
cracks but I felt them a long time ago
because they always start on the inside
before emerging to the surface. Will anyone
recognize there’s still life in this fountain and
toss a coin to make a wish?