The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even during the day with covers pulled up to my chin. It was good in there, nothing ever occurred in there, no people, nothing.
The older you get, the more you choose calm over chaos and distance over disrespect. Drama becomes intolerable to you and your peace becomes your ultimate priority. You start surrounding yourself with people who are good for your mental health, heart and soul.
Love, the moment it’s explained, loses its lustre. It belongs to the heart, the soul, the spirit, your deepest core - definitely not those matters that need an explanation. Leave it at that - raw, wild and real…
I was never raised to think that I was pretty. It’s not that I was raised to think I was unattractive, but it was just never something that was pointed out to me by my family. They would point out personality traits — ‘our daughter is really quirky’ — versus what I look like, because inevitably, looks go, so it makes no difference.
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