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2017 in a nutshell. 

Oh, what a year it has been indeed. No doubt one that has been full of growth, mentally and emotionally.  It has been a year filled with forging new friendships with people of different backgrounds, and keeping old friendships close to heart. A year of trying out new things, like salsa which I have come to really love. A year of lessons on trusting your instinct and on loss and on loving.  To understand that the heart will hurt and the heart will heal when time has had enough time.  To understand that you gotta love yourself enough to recognize when a person isn’t treating you right and to step out once it’s recognized.  To understand that life can be kind although it isn’t something you can control all the time. Although the circumstances can kick you down, it can never hold you down and that you can choose to rise. Everything has a way of working out, in the most unexpected way possible, give it time and trust in the process (of course, you need to put in the effort too). If you rem…
Easy, like a lazy Sunday morning. Natural, like a second skin.
"Whatever makes you feel the sun from inside out, keep it around"

"We were so young and naive," she says, “man, we thought we had the entire world. It was going to be hard, but love was everything, and love was enough."
But things change with time, things don’t go to plan. One minute he’s kissing your face swearing he’ll do whatever it takes to make you his wife, the next he’s on the phone to a girl who spends the evening saying things she knows he likes.
The worst part is right.. you never know what’s coming, you throw yourself off a cliff hoping there aren’t rocks like daggers on the ground. 
You stay safe and never live, or jump and risk everything. Sometimes you win and sometimes you lose; when you’re young you think you know how much it’ll hurt.
When it comes you’ll realise you never had a clue."
“Look.” She says. “Sometimes you have to know when to walk away.”
“It’s not you. It’s not me. It’s this; it’s us. No one’s to blame, not really. But you make me angry and sad and I’m drowning in what we were.”
“Someone once told me that if…
A world where you can learn your soulmate, but it comes at a price: when a soulmate is revealed to one of the partners, the other partner is denied access to the information - if you know your soulmate’s name, they can’t know yours. sixteen year old girls showing up with hopeful eyes only to have the woman in a mustard sweater hand over the empty folder with an apologetic smile. “sorry, they’ve claimed your pair already,” she says. sixteen year old girls who find two names in their folders and add “poly” to their sexuality label. sixteen year olds who haven’t come out of the closet, only to have their parents see the name and be faced with a world of trouble.frat boys who try to play the same “you’re her, you’re finally her” every night. girl squads who roll their eyes. frat boys who really meet the one on the floor of a dance party and feel their heart slam against their ribs and say “you’re her, you’re finally her,” and the terrible realization they’ll never be able to convince her.…
it’s silly but sometimes it’s easier to think of love like an amazon order without express shipping. i believe that love works in echoes. i know sometimes it feels like you are pouring yourself into a black hole, like you are being emptied and the universe has silenced you. but it remembers. it takes a while. sometimes it gets lost in the mail. sometimes it is too small to notice on your front porch. sometimes it arrives so broken you can’t use it the right way. but you send out love and it will come back. i know it. i know it.
I know telling someone about your secrets always ends up feeling like you have shoved wet clothes down your throat and now they’re tangled around your ribcage. but i’m proud of you for every person you blurted them to, for every midnight confession you woke up having to face in the morning, for facebook rants at two a.m. that remain frozen in time because you can’t delete them. for the itchy and sinking feeling of having someone who knows now. it will be okay or it won’t be okay. i won’t lie to you and tell you that all people will always be accepting of your truths. but it will get easier to speak of them. it will get easier to mold them into a shape that you can pronounce without flinching. one day you will be able to say it and it somehow won’t be a terrible close-guarded admittance. it will be just another fact about you, but one that’s only for close friends to witness. and maybe it won’t ever sit nice and maybe you’ll never find the words to express how it feels or maybe it just…


It's the 2nd of December now, the year has gone by in the blink of an eye, and despite whatever, it has been a good year.

Here's some important lesson learned:
stop waiting for people to meet you half-way. meet yourself at both ends of the table & those who are meant to eat with you will show up, whole too. love grows where love is recognized.know when it is time to let go; one of the lessons I've been trying to learn for a few years now is to stop wasting time trying to save a relationship/friendship that had already ended a while ago & waiting for change from someone who was content with who they one gets it right the first time. you lose what you’re meant to keep and keep what has potential to kill you but you come back eventuallyyou are allowed to feel empty. you are allowed to feel pain and it’s okay to not have your shit together all at once, but do change. evolve.forgive yourself. forgive yourself. forgive yourself. forgive yourself. forgive yourself.j…