i usually define myself by all the things i’m not &maybe that’s where i’ve gone wrong all along.
it’s true that it doesn’t matter if everyone tells you you’re amazing if you yourself don’t know it’s true, through &through.
i hope one day i will see that i am everything people tell me i am. i almost see it as a duty to uncover those hidden beauties i am hiding from myself.
sometimes i think that it is the intangibility of the quest for contentment and certainty that motivates us to live.
then, sometimes i feed into every little bit of the other half of it, because it is most frustrating.