Maybe that's the thing I'd been missing about love. You don't withhold it or partition it out when it's deserved. You can't control it like that.
It's the moment when you know that you can have what you want if you're only brave enough to say so. It's a split second when everything can change, but you pussy out because you're too afraid to risk the rejection.
If you beat metal long enough, it turns to steel.
That’s the thing about change. It can be gradual. Slow and almost unnoticeable. Or it can be sudden, and you don’t even know how you could’ve been any other way.
Acting like you don't care is not letting it go.
Letting yourself be vulnerable isn't always a weakness. Sometimes it can be a conscious decision to draw the other person out.
I want to feel what’s mine. What’s always been mine.
Isn't it about time you fought back?
Experience is the best teacher.
There are times when we can blame a situation on others, but we own our reactions to them. There comes a point where we are the ones responsible for our choices and excuses don’t carry weight anymore.
The point is some people think they have a leading role when, really, they're just supporting cast.