i think it’s brave that you get up in the morning when your heart aches and life is messy, and you don’t feel like being soft for the world, that you continue to love and express and open your soul, despite the way you were treated in the past.
As cocky as this may sound, I know for a fact I have a big heart. I have crossed oceans for people who wouldn't cross the street for me. I have loved and cared for people more than they loved or cared for me. Losing me really is a BIG FAT L
I be feeling bad about being on bad terms with people I really love, I be wanting to reach out and fix shit but I just can’t do it anymore. People are constantly showing their true colors and i gotta respect it. Sometimes you just gotta wish them well & let them be.