I told this gargoyle today how I really felt about them and the release it gave me was otherworldly.
I’m working on expressing my feelings more, kind of living like it’s your last day on earth.
Telling boys that I think are beautiful, that they are, out loud.
I’ve often regretted not saying exactly how I feel in so many crucial moments throughout my life.
I just realized the other day that I actually deserve to get what I want out of this world, crazy concept for me to grasp.