Life is too short for shitty sex and bad relationships.
So go find someone who fucks you right and treats you how you deserve to be treated.
You are allowed to miss him. You are allowed to miss her. You’re only human and you can’t be expected to have it together every second of every day. Like when you find a bobby pin under your bed or catch just a whisper of his scent on your favourite t-shirt, you’re allowed to shut the door and not want to move from your bed for the rest of the night. Because life is hard and things are meant to be dwelled upon, whether it’s been two days, two months or even two years. It’s all still going to hurt because it mattered to you. The same way you hear a song from your childhood and still remember all the words, you’ll always remember her sleepy, confused look in the morning or his shirts hung up for work the next day. And you don’t have to pretend to be over it just because your parents might be worried or your friends are tired of hearing about it. You are allowed to cry through it. Fight it in stages. Take in that smell one last time and then wash it away. But only let it go once you’re ready and, before you do, know that your strength is not defined by the number of days it takes to remove them from your memory. Because fixing a broken heart is not like surgery. You can’t fall asleep without feeling a thing and then wake up and have no recollection of what has happened. You’re going to feel all of it, every single day, and every one of those days is going to hard. But once the pain starts to fade away, you’ll realise that your heart is like a garden, and you must remove the dead roses at the roots so that you can begin to see something new grow again.
- THE COLOUR ORANGE.
- CUPS OF TEA & BOOKS.
- BEARDED MEN.
- STELLA MCCARTNEY.
- GOOD COMPANY
- SMALL MINDED PEOPLE
- 'I DON'T LIKE THAT' WHEN THEY'VE NEVER TRIED IT
- SMALL HANDBAGS
- THE COLOUR PURPLE
- BITCHY GIRLS
30 DAY WRITING CHALLENGE
DAY / ONE
Hello, so some basic things about me well my name is Emma and I am 24 years old. I am originally from Glasgow but moved to Edinburgh in 2009 for University and now have a full time job here. My hair is a mousey brown shade naturally, I have blue eyes and I stand at 5”8.
My favourite colour is orange and my favourite smell is vanilla. I have never been in love or been in a serious relationship. I have a dog named George, a brother named Alexander and a mum and dad that I love beyond words.
If have an obsession - not even too strong a word - with Paris and would move there in a heartbeat. Murder mystery, travel books and classics are my favourite books. My music taste varies from rock to pop to dance… you name it there will be a song I love in that genre.