Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there’s a tomorrow. Maybe for you there’s one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through your fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of us there’s only today. And the truth is, you never really know.

Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall

cockchomp:

you will not make me feel bad about being quiet
you will not make me feel bad about my body
you will not make me feel bad about stumbling over my words
you will not make me feel bad about being nervous
you will not make me feel bad about not knowing everything
you will not make me feel bad about having a sense of humor that you don’t get
you will not make me feel bad about being tired
you will not make me feel bad about how i dress
you will not make me feel bad

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lightningnymph:

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