She is strong,
She is confident,
She is brave,
She is independent,
She is all what you want to be.
But was she like this when she was born?
Was she born with this attitude?
She was a weak, shy, cowardly little girl. She was broken, she was helpless and she was alone. But then a time came in her life when she picked herself up, when she told herself to be stronger, when she told herself to be confident, when she told herself to be brave, when she told herself to be independent, when she became that person who she wanted when she was younger. Because it was the only option.
She became what she is now and who made her into this? She, herself.
Beneath every strong, independent women lies a broken little girl.
We’re all misfits living in a world on fire.
Hope is the little voice in your head that whispers “maybe” when the entire world is shouting”no”, Hope is what gets you out of bed every single day, Hope is what holds you together when you’re falling apart and Hope is what makes you feel alive. Don’t ever let go of it.
Have faith in yourself and never let anyone take you for granted. Love yourself because no one can love you better than you, yourself. Always remember that God created you for a reason.
Am I the only one who wants to live in a jungle away from the cities and away from all those people, where I could sleep in a tent and drink tea and read books and draw and listen to music and write and think and just stay alone?
I guess it’s just me.