Mature relationships are where it’s at. That trust filled lifelong “I’m mad but I want you to know I love you” kind of security. That not having to worry about them posting your business and issues on social media, and instead bringing your issues directly to the table kind of relationship. That never going to sleep mad promise. Good shit
I’m lucky to exist in a world with sunsets
Tears.
it is okay to gasp at the sunset every single evening like it is the first sunset you have ever seen. it is okay to take photos of everything you find pretty. it is okay to laugh about something that happened a week ago (it is okay to laugh entirely too much). it is okay to say that the sunlight looks like honey, that the world looks like a dream today. it is okay to memorize poems by heart and recite them to people who make your heart feel warm. it is okay to take this life and weave it golden. don’t let anyone tell you that you are silly or dramatic or stupid. you are beautiful. you have beautiful eyes through which everything sparkles and nothing goes unnoticed and you are so loved for that.
