I want to move into an apartment in Manhattan with white floors and big windows. Drink Coffee in central park with my best friend and gossip about that bitch yesterday. Work at a fashion house. Go to a bar downtown with all of my friends on the weekends. Wear my boyfriend’s shirt at home, but extravagant clothes when I go out. And last, but not least - I want to be the type of person, people turn around on the streets and go “she’s someone”.
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When my friend won’t stop talking about a guy who clearly is just not into her



The world is not lacking in wonders, but in a
sense of wonder.
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I am happy. I think I really am. But then I get sad. And sometimes it overwhelms me how sad I can get.

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What. A. SPREAD. (Photography by Chantal Anderson)

How do you just wake up one day and say, “I am not going to compare myself to others, my light is not lessened by anyone else’s, I am good enough, and it’s alright to be alone.”

Well. Okay. It is that easy to say it.

But how do you believe it?

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