"And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got 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 someone's
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."
(irynka, Tumblr)
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