This year I got tired. Tired of always being nice to people even when they did me wrong. Tired of putting up with shit that did not benefit me. Tired of staying quiet in situations that made me uncomfortable. & honestly fuck everyone, that’s how we’re ending the year.
I didn’t grow up rich, I’m not rich now. But I’ve NEVER considered myself poor because I grew up with SO MUCH LOVE, a roof over my head, food on the table, clothes on my back. My parents always did their best & that has always been enough.