❝Please don’t hurry to fall in love or fall into anything. There’s plenty of time for all of that. Until then, do more than exist. Remind yourself on every occasion that you are still so young and that is a beautiful wonderful thing. Before you know it cynicism will come on wings and you will have to reshape yourself over and over. Don’t wish for emotions. Long for experiences, and hands that feel good in yours, and the cold bite of winter, darling you’ve got such a long while. You’re not inadequate because you’re alone (not lonely, mind the difference), you’re not unattractive or boring or God forbid unlovable. Breathe a little bit easier. Write yourself lists. Your hipbones right now, the places where you long to be touched, are too fragile for lust. You’ll find yourself crushed under the weight of it all.❞
