People without anxiety just have no idea what it’s like to feel so much worry for something they “think” is so small and “not a big deal”
i used to think
if only you could put pizza on pizza and believe there was no way it could be done
but now, i have seen the light
I gave wrong people the right pieces of me.
my life is one part “wait” and another part “what”
six seconds that defined a generation
when someone cries because you said something nice to them, they’re someone who you need to protect because they haven’t seen enough kindness in the world.