The pillar of sobriety is not restraint or abstinence, it is investment. Having invested so much in another for so long, we must now give back to ourselves.
He was not intimidated by you or 'too immature' or 'too busy' or 'not ready for commitment' (my absolute favorite), he just did not love you.
As an independent woman with no intention of having a husband or sex trophies, I celebrate the wanderers and the warriors -- the women who charge into life as if it were a battle. I honor the women who belong to no one and live life for themselves, creating their own happiness along the way.
I do not always find happiness in commitment or until death do us part -- I leave when my heart is beckoned elsewhere. The need to grow and find new adventures is sometimes greater than my will to stay. Although I have given pieces of myself to others throughout my journey, my heart beats ...
There is no time to wish upon shooting stars For he loves me, he loves me not She plucks each and every petal with no worry of the thorns She would rather bleed and lick her paw than cower from danger Her spirit, once shackled, now runs wild She is feral and untamed
I chose to fill my void with what I loved before I lost myself in the fuck-boy abyss. I chose to spend time traveling, reading, exploring different spiritualities, meeting new people. I chose to live for myself, and abandon my Disney-induced little-girl dreams. I chose a fairy tale in which the ...