There’s this notion, fueled by everyone and everything, that finding love is a fix-for-all. How great our lives could be if we just find someone to love. Or someone who loves us back. Like love owes that to you. Love owes you nothing. But that shouldn’t stop you for not going out there and getting what you want. Whether it’s your dream-house, dream-business, dream-body or a dream-dick to share all these things with. Love may owe you nothing, but you owe yourself love.
Build on you, for you AND the rest of the world. I’m tired of these “don’t do it for them, do it for you” quotes. Fuck that, become who you’ve always wanted to be, who you needed your parents to be, who your siblings can look up to, who the whole squad is inspired by. Prove everybody wrong. Prove yourself right. Unfriend people on Facebook. Do something for your community. Suck a dick. Never suck dick (again). Whatever floats your boat. Hold on. Scream. Reach out. Let it go.