This one is for the dreamers - for the dig down deep believers. For the two a.m. thinkers, and the never stop fighting achievers. This is for the all night survivors and the bottom of the barrels still-want-to-be-alivers. For the ones that know how to live and die by promises; for the ones that still know how to cross their hearts and hope their legends never die.
This is for the torch bearers, the light bringers, and the broad shouldered bitches that show up to the arena early. For the ones that don’t keep count because the count doesn’t matter, and for the ones that search the horizon and ignore all of the pointless chatter.
This is for the tenacious, audacious girls that don’t need your dull crown because they brought their own, and this is for the ones that bear scars like a holy battle cry to the forlorn.
Don’t you ever start listening to those naysayers, or those bar fight bottle breakers. Don’t you ever start listening to the people that smile behind their self-made castle gates - their arms too weak to even climb up and out of their own fates.
You grit your teeth, smart girl, and you tighten your grip. And even if you slip just a bit, there’s no reason to ever stop inching your way forward. Cast off your self-doubt like the pebbles you sunk at camp, and step out of your fear. Mountains can be crossed and you can voyage over every ocean on this earth.
And if you stop and listen to the back breakers or knee cutters or brawl bringers, you won’t have the time you need to be the
you were born to be.
. About Moi .
I love, love, love flannel sheets and I am really passionate about lists on post it notes and most of the time I'm sad that no one else is as excited as I am about Diet Mountain Dew. I also adore run-on sentences. And if you need an awesome virtual assistant, who is full of personality and really good jokes? Email me. I'm your girl.
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He saw her before he saw
anything else in the room.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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