Shani Jayawardena

Make every second count. Infuse all of your moments with sunshine. Create your own joy.

Because of her, I see that my body is a magnificent creation – one that should be loved, respected and cherished.

They saw how they broke you into tiny fragments. How you’re now afraid to trust and petrified the same thing is going to happen again. They know they fucked up.

I want to be the woman who finally makes you realize why it didn’t work out with all the ones who came before me.

Thank you. Because I finally realised that I am so much more than enough, riddled with flaws and imperfections, as I am today. These are my flaws. My imperfections. And they make me who I am.

They cannot kill love.

Stay single. Until you meet someone like this.

Giving, giving, and then giving some more. Giving every last piece of myself away. I’m a basket case, overflowing with issues, yet still taking on more every damn day.

Wherever you might be right now, I want you to look in to the nearest mirror, and say, “I am beautiful.” Say it more than once, say it over and over, shout it, sing it, embody it.

Because perfection would make this all too easy, wouldn’t it? And I believe nothing worth having in this life will be easy.

Do everything whole-heartedly, or not at all.

In a world full of maybes; maybe you just need to keep on dating.