I used to be jealous of kids who always had everything handed to them, and now I genuinely feel bad for them. Not letting the struggle mold your strengths? Not earning everything? Couldn’t be me
I’m such a nonchalant friend. You bail on plans? Cool. You would rather hang out with your man? Great! You haven’t talked to me for 3 weeks? Fantastic. At the end of the day we all have our own lives, I’m always gonna be here.