Stop waiting for the “right time” or “perfect moment” to start what you love because that’s never going to happen. If you want something, if you love something, fucking fight for it. Push yourself when you think you can’t go any further. If you want to be a photographer, edit photos instead of distracting yourself with the telly. If you want to start a business, do your research. If you want to paint, get off the couch and start again. You’re in control of your actions and if you feel like you can’t do this on your own, ask for help.
It has come to my attention that I have become a bit… combative.
I think a better word might be argumentative, but my beloved has called me combative on two separate occasions now, so I’ll go with that.
I think being the only female in CIT and fight club, etc., has me a bit on the defensive side. I know I’m weaker, slower, and not nearly as aggressive as the guys, and they are super respectful to the point I’ve had to convince them to hit me, but I think being in that environment has me feeling froggy!
I denied it at first, but Chris is right! Every time he tries to have a conversation with me, I immediately jump to playing devil’s advocate. Even if there is no real right or wrong side, I’ve been immediately taking the other side.
I was thinking I was just trying to have an open dialog and view things from different angles (insert innocent eyelash batting), but then last night I found myself internally arguing with a video I was watching online. Combative!!
I was watching something informational and just waiting to find the crack I could jump in!
Ok. Time to step back, regroup, and chill!!
I am treated with love and respect on all sides, and it’s about time I stop defending myself from people that aren’t attacking.
I’m not really sure how it started, but it’s about to stop. I prefer being a bright spot in people’s day !!😆
“I’ve always felt inferior to you guys. I’m not royalty and I’m not strong. I’m nothing, really. Unlike Gladio, I’m not good with people. The way he connects with them, he’s operating on a different level. Unlike Ignis, I’m not smart and I can’t cook to save myself. But when we hang out, it’s so much fun I forget what I’m not. Then reality hits me like a splash of cold water, and I remember that I don’t belong…but I want to.”
Happy Birthday to my Prompto trash @xxlacie! This is for you~
Request:soooo Seb has finally hooked up with the reader and all he can do is watch her sleep bc he cant believe it
“Quit doing that.”
Nuzzling into your pillow, you try your best to suppress the feeling washing over you. The swelling of your lips is a pure result of his eagerness. You hate giving him the satisfaction of making you smile.
You wait until you have fully suppressed the smile to offer up your response.