Sorry if I don't reach out anymore. I'm fighting for my life, second guessing my career path, debating my life choices, scrolling through social media, and sleeping whenever I get free time just to escape reality.
i once saw an old man buy flowers and when the cashier asked βanniversary?β he said βno, she just had a bad day yesterday.β thatβs the kind of love i pray for
when someone mentions how strong i am and suddenly iβm alone in my room crying gasping for air wanting everything to get better and everything to be over with