One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.
We assume others show love the same way we do — and if they don’t, we worry it’s not there.
— Everyone has their own love language. That’s one of the most important lessons I’ve ever learned.
Don’t do that. Don’t skip stages in your life. You’re 19, kiss a few boys and wear your heart on your sleeve. There will come a time when you’re 39 and stuck in a suit, wondering why the hell you were so eager to grow up in the first place.
*browses own blog* amazing
I sent a message for the photographer that wants me to work for her i’m nervous