I don’t even talk about it fr but you can call my bluff when it get here💯in about a years time ima be a nurse and all of these big things will be small and I’ll be able to do life exactly how I’ve always wanted to
I need my nigga to like sex as much as I do cause I’ll literally fuck my nigga anywhere anytime😭😭 idc if we out boo meet me at da carrrrrrr mommy need dattttt
PLEASE avoid eggshell type of relationships, can't express yourself, can't be yourself, can't be straight forward, can't be comfortable, can't talk like adults, can't be heard, can't respond with love without it actually turning into something negative...
Back to normal. No updates. No late-night calls. No favorite notification to look forward to. Just silence, memories, and the slow process of learning how to live without what once felt like home.
I reflect on things she told me often. I try to move through life gracefully and treat people with kindness always. I wish I could get a kiss and hear her tell me how pretty I am. I miss everything about her, she was perfect 🥹
Missing my granny td. The love wasn’t performative. It couldn’t be calculated in social media posts or flashy gifts. She was someone who called randomly and spoke life over me or I’d go lay on her lap and just cry when I didn’t have the words.