web of lies: Dear self

Saturday, 11 October 2014

Dear self

Don't just fall yet,

Pull yourself together.

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Trust me I'm a 3% girl 97% anxiety. I'm a lactose intolerant kind of person. From the back row of law school, I write it how I see it. My only goal would be to become a professional complainer that make a lot of money.

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I always wish people would actually sit down with me and pour their hearts out or ask me any kind of questions within their concerns rather than making assumptions about things they would really love to know. I wish things like that would actually happen, people stop assuming and start talking.

“We have a long way to go to being the perfect couple, we certainly don’t live the fairy tale marriage, he doesn’t shower me with rose petals and fly me to Paris on weekends but when I get my hair cut, he notices. When I dress up to go out at night, he compliments me. When I cry, he wipes my tears. When I feel lonely, he makes me feel loved. And who needs Paris, when you can get a hug?” ― Cecelia Ahern, Love, Rosie

"One day you’ll catch yourself thinking about something or someone who has no connection with the past, and you’ll realize that this is where your life is." - Brooklyn

“Adam is crying and somewhere inside of me I am crying, too, because I'm feeling things at last. I'm feeling not just the physical pain, but all that I have lost, and it is profound and catastrophic and will leave a crater in me that nothing will ever fill.” - If I Stay

"Do you ever do this, you think back on all the times you've had with someone and you just replay it in your head over and over again and you look for those first signs of trouble?" - 500 Days of Summer

"If I could see my whole life from start to finish, maybe I'd say what I feel more often" - Arrival

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