There are more important things in life than what your ex is doing on Facebook
There are more important things in life than what your ex is doing on Facebook.
There are more important things in life than what that girl wore to EDC, or that she went at all.
There are more important things in life than a brand new Michael Kors watch.
There are more important things in life than keeping up appearances.
There are more important things in life than fitting into that dress or old band tee.
There are more important things in life then those little flabs of fat under your arm.
There are more important things in life than becoming somebody’s Him/Her.
There are more important things in life than gripping tight to a grudge.
There are more important things in life than nine to five.
There are more important things in life than choosing a filter.
There are more important things in life than getting it on film.
There are more important things in life than faking it.
There are more important things in life than just missing the train.
There are more important things in life than striking out.
There are more important things in life than what they think.
There are more important things in life.
There are family and friends and car rides and gut-laughs. Pitcher deals and dollar stores and Sundays spent sprawled out on the roof. Sunrises. Sunsets. Five liter boxes of wine and shoeboxes full of old concert tickets — Good Charlotte, Bamboozle ’07 and the Arctic Monkeys show you were kicked out of at 18. There are weeknights spent feeding the jukebox — My Chemical Romance, Brand New, Kid Rock, repeat. There are all-you-can-eat buffets and brunch specials and stolen kisses after-hours. There are sing-alongs and scream-alongs and bathroom stall cry-alongs. There are Happy Hours and heartfelt toasts.
To Andrew Garfield’s ass in spandex, and Iggy Azalea’s ass in anything.
To the New York Rangers.
To mom on what would’ve been her 60th birthday.
To your best friend behind the bar.
To another year closer to 30.
To the same company you’ve kept for years.
To the newer company you’ve kept for months.
To the ride.
To life, to love, and to us.
Meaghan McGoldrick 
The past shouldn’t matter too much, but we also shouldn’t be afraid to be ourselves and to show our true emotions… Otherwise the past won’t ever disappear. We just need to be happy. This is beautiful.
Thank you for the read, and your beautiful words.
To happiness.
UM, FUCK YES TO BRAND NEW.
YOU KNOW IT GIRL.
(Spoiler: Sowing Season will clear the room).
Love you more every day