The more you tell me to wait, the more I want to start running.
The most terrifying moment is right before “it” happens. Once “it” is happening, things can only get better.
Sometimes I forget to look for you in me and get lost in myself. Half the times, I’m sorry for it.
Being a high achiever and perfectionist has its dark side. Starting with a ferocious competitiveness and an implacable need to win. Wish I could resist myself. Sometimes.
Innately talented to let myself fall into joy faster than into adequacy.
I write your name in my notebooks from time to time. Calligraphy and all.
I wish I were where I really want to be.
What makes me most envious is not related to something physical but to knowledge.
I like having what most people don’t.
I’ll tell you a secret: I know I could be doing more than this. It’s just I’m afraid it won’t be as wonderful as I imagine it.