Sometimes you have to be strong for yourself. You have to know that you’re a good person and a good friend. What’s meant to be will end up good and what’s not- won’t. Love is worth fighting for, but sometimes you can’t be the only one fighting. At times, people need to fight for you. If they don’t, you just have to move on and realize what you gave them was more than they were willing to give you. — Unknown
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Love doesn’t self-destruct. We choke it with unkind words. We starve it with empty promises. We poison it with toxic blame. We break it by trying to bend it to our will. No, love doesn’t die on its own. We kill it. Breath, by bitter breath. Wise are those who realize that they hold the fate of their love in their hands, and blessed are those who keep it alive. — Unknown
Good relationships make you feel powerful, but bad relationships make you feel powerless. The wrong person will suck you dry long before you even start your day, but the right person will help keep you replenished in love from sunrise to sunset. Different people bring out different things in you. Be with someone who brings out the very best in you. If you are waking up every other day with a headache from the one you are with, it might be time to reevaluate that person in your life. Being happy is still a choice that you have the power to make. (source: IG@woodtheinspiration)
I refuse to stay in something that isn’t real. I’m through pretending. I’m through fighting alone. You’re only real when it benefits you. You only care when I walk away. The only time you make me feel perfect is when I am hiding my imperfections. I DESERVE BETTER. My heart deserves a love that comforts my insecurities. Life is too short to settle. I didn’t change… I just opened my eyes. — Trent Shelton
Your Mother is always with you. She’s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street, she’s the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick, the fragrance of life itself. She’s the cool hand on your brow when you’re not feeling well, she’s your breath in the air on a cold winter’s day. She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of a rainbow, she is Christmas morning. Your mother lives inside your laughter. She’s the place you came from, your first home, and she’s the map you follow with every step you take. She’s your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you . Not time, not space…not even death. — Unknown