I don’t want my daughter to be like me. I want her to speak up sooner. Walk away faster. Trust herself deeper. Apologize less. Take up more space. Ask bigger questions. Dream louder. And if that means she becomes everything I wasnt… GOOD!
I’m so talked out, im not addressing anything anymore. The answers you want are always in people’s actions. I no longer want an explanation as to why people chose to be weird when it comes to me. Your actions were enough for me to realize you’re not who I THOUGHT you were
The most bitter sweet thing I’ve conditioned myself to do is staying silent when I fstow or have a lot to say cause I really won’t talk or feel the need to while my mind is running wild but it’s also good cause what I said may not come off right rather I do or don’t mean harm.
I wanna experience a man loving me so much, that hurting me is unfathomable to him… even when we’re not seeing eye to eye and our worst days i’m still the apple of his eyes.