Lauren Jarvis-Gibson

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If You Were Here Today

If you were here today, I would shower you with ‘I love you’s’ not caring if it made you wince. Because those three words have only been true when it was said to you.

No Matter What You Do, Please Be Kind To Yourself

Surround yourself with as much love as you can. Give your heart the best life it can have. Give your soul the kindest and warmest hugs day in and day out. And show yourself undying love, that will live on until your very last breath

Anxiety Is Not A Choice (So Please Stop Telling Us To ‘Chill’)

Would you tell someone with a broken leg, to stop overreacting and to ‘just keep walking’? Would you tell someone with cancer to ‘just smile’ and to ‘let it go’? Would you tell someone with MS or with chronic pain to ‘just relax and stop being so dramatic’? I don’t think so.

To The Women Who Don’t Know Their Own Worth

Please do not let society tell you who you are. Please do not let society mold your mind into thinking that you need to change yourself. Please do not let that boy or that girl tell you that you are not enough, just as you are right now.

How To Date The Girl With Standards

When you date a girl who knows how precious she is, please do not stomp on her heart. She trusts you. She hears your words and believes them. She feels your kisses, and believes in the power of your lips. She feels herself falling and trusts that you won’t drop her. Please don’t drop her.

You Weren’t Supposed To Be The One To Leave

You weren’t supposed to be the one to leave.
To be the one I called my own
when you already knew I wasn’t your destination.
To be the one I called my home
when you already knew I was only a vacation.

What You Need To Remember When You Love The Girl With Anxiety

If you are strong enough, and if you are brave enough, you will not see this illness as a flaw, or something to try to erase. You will see it as another reason to love and to adore her. You will see it as something she has, but not something that she is.

Dear Anxiety, Shut The Hell Up

You are loud, and you are persistent. You know how to get under my skin, and you know how to give me goosebumps on every inch of my body. But, I will never let you take full control. I will never let you gain my whole heart.