Lauren Jarvis-Gibson

I’m sending you a winged eyeliner tutorial. Truthfully, I should’ve done this a long time ago.

Heartbreak. It’s an inevitable part of our lives that we can’t seem to run away from. It stings you, it shakes your whole being, and it leaves you reaching for anything that you can hold on to. It is a coming of age marker in your life that can either leave you broken or reborn.

If someone is a bully, we obviously will start belting out “Mean” to scare him or her away.

Having a mini breakdown every time you hear “Angel” by Sara McLachlan during the ASPCA commercial, but feeling better after reading that she herself can’t watch that commercial without losing it.

Let’s start getting excited for our future instead of running for cover. Let’s celebrate that new days, new beginnings and experiences that are coming our way. Let’s celebrate the people we haven’t met yet, the love we haven’t felt yet and the friends we haven’t had yet.

“The past can hurt, but the way I see it, you can either run from it or learn from it” – The Lion King

I’ve come to find that maybe some people don’t understand what it feels like to have loved another person with every bone in your body. I’ve come to find that maybe some people don’t understand love.

I still miss you sometimes. Maybe I miss you all the time. But, this isn’t a love letter to you. It’s a letter for me, to remind myself to keep on healing and to keep on going.

To the boy who sat next to me on that airplane, thank you for restoring my faith in men.

We need to take everyday to be kind to ourselves and to press pause on our lives for a moment.

I hope you never feel defined by your anxiety, even if you feel like it has a strong hold on you. You are bigger than it. You are stronger than it.

I am not a clean slate anymore. I am not a person without scars or bruises. But I am a person who has overcome loss and has dealt with pain without numbing cream and without a vice.

Your life can be a fairytale without that happy ending. Right now, is the time to just love yourself. And kick ass.

We expect that things will be easier than they actually are. We expect that life will work itself out. We expect that we will make the best of everything and will be strong through tough times. But sometimes, you need to break down in order for things to build back up.

You can’t be loved by everyone in this world, but if you are lucky, you will have a few great friends by your side who will let you know if you have food stuck in your teeth, or that you wore your shirt inside out.

It’s okay to not feel like an adult even if society tells you that you are one. It’s okay to wish you were still six, and not have a worry in sight.

I remember how much I loved you. And I remember how much you loved me. And I remember the love, the lust, the beginning and the end. How can you look at the memories you’ve had and loved and not feel some sort of ache in your chest? How do you read the letters from someone who once loved you and not feel your stomach drop?

I wish I could turn back time and tell myself that things were going to work out even if it didn’t feel like it in the moment. While I made a lot of mistakes (as one does) throughout my experience in college, I am grateful for those terrifying, sacred and unforgettable four years of my life.