Music & Dance are the only things I'm sure of. I like to wander & sometimes I get lost...but I find myself every time. I have a thing for passion & cute things. .
Have changed so much over the past few years it’s insane. I’ve always been a dream chaser but I was conservative before. I really wanted to believe in myself but I couldn’t. My life was an emotional roller coaster & everywhere I turned I only ran into people who thought they were better than me. These people thought I was crazy. I am. I knew what I wanted to do but those days my motivation was only a bud, fighting to grow but too afraid of disappointing. I didn’t have control over things I loved & I found myself hating myself for getting upset because I wasn’t aloud to get mad. I’m the centerpiece. I’m the one who leads. If I crash & burn, what then? I preached things because I wanted to believe these things myself. I tried to live up to my own word but I was never doing enough. Why was I so scared of being judged? Why did I feel the need to maintain this image. This image for what? So that I can use this image to make me successful? I don’t know. I was a mess. We all are sometimes. I learned that if I didn’t push myself to feel all those things. To feel as uncomfortable as I did. I wouldn’t have found all these precious gems I have with me today. If you have something that you believe in and it’s a long shot. Just keep going for it. I’m here now and I’ve changed. Everything I do, I do it for me. The more I do for myself, the more l can do for everyone around me. This is what it feels like to be looked up to. This is what it feels like to be respected and everybody’s “go-to”. Things aren’t difficult anymore, just intricate, and sometimes challenging. I am doing what I want to do, what I’m supposed to do. I hope you are too.
I miss blogging. Every time I write I don’t want to stop. I’m moving back to Tumblr cause it’s played a huge role in my life. I miss you guys. I hope you’re all doing swell. Gonna start writing that good stuff again. I’ve been itchin to get a lot of shit out.
Love w/ no strings attached
I’m just going to start posting my favorite tweets on my blog now.
Reblogged from isaballerr
Have you ever felt a potential love for someone?
Like, you don’t actually love them and you know you don’t, but you know you could. You realise that you could easily fall in love with them. It’s almost like the bud of a flower, ready to blossom but it’s just not quite there yet. And you like them a lot, you really do. You think about them often, but you don’t love them. You could, though. You know you could.