it will never be no matter how hard you try. Being nice doesn’t get you anywhere. Those you chase after are not worth it, and those who are worth it you wouldn’t need to chase after.
Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.
There’s a difference between who we love, who we settle for, and who we’re meant for.
And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got to wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself. — dirtsbag
I read an article the other day about how writing down a list of your insecurities can help you overcome them. So I gave it a try:
- Being short
- Having an accent
- Having a big forehead
- Growing up poor
- Jack of all trades, good at none
- Never had a long-term relationship
I seriously don’t know how that would help. Instead it makes me feel smaller than ever.
I hate how every time when I feel like someone might be interested in me, all my insecurities kick in and I start doubting myself. Who am I kidding? Who could possibly be interested in me? What do I have to offer? No matter how hard I try or how much I do, I would never be good enough.
They say loving yourself is the first step in getting others to like you, but they didn’t tell you it’s also the hardest step.