When you learn to love yourself, you will stop putting your self-esteem in the hands of people who don’t love you.
Missing somebody? Call.
Wanna meet up? Invite.
Wanna be understood? Explain.
Have questions? Ask.
Don’t like something? Say it.
Like something? State it.
Want something? Ask for it.
Love someone? Tell it.
Walls that don’t quite join up with ceilings.
Lights that are wrong. Just wrong.
hen the thing that was meant to dry your wet hands completely fell apart because it was touched by your wet hands.
Pieces of bread that don’t give a damn about your butter.
Bagels that have suffered a terrible violation.
This one switch.
Erasers that had one job.
Binder rings that had one job.
This feeling on your wrist like wet little kisses from the devil himself.
This abomination of a pattern.
This park bench that just wants you to be miserable.
The worst toaster in the world.
This humiliating packaging.
The maddening sensation of pressing up against cold porcelain.