What a privilege to be tired from the work you prayed for. What a privilege to feel overwhelmed by growth you used to dream about. What a privilege to be challenged by a life you created on purpose. What a privilege to outgrow things you used to settle for.
One time I was walking thru a cemetery n I came up to this grave of a 17 year old girl n I was like damn she didn’t get to smoke weed so I sparked up next to her.. my j went out two times and the third time it lit my hair on fire.. I google her and she died of tuberculosis