Getting bad again for no reason after you’ve been so happy for a long time is literally one of the worst feelings ever
that shitty feeling when you wanna go out & be social, but once you’re out, all you wanna do is be back at home
a friendly reminder:
don’t hang out with people that make you feel bad about yourself
I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.