I'm not homeless, I'm not starving, I have people who depend on me, and technically I have plenty of reasons to keep going. And yet, somewhere along the way, I stopped feeling like I was actually living my life. I feel like I'm enduring it. My job is a big part of it.
I have survived storms that have swallowed up the biggest of ships. Despite the broken bones, scars, bruises, I’ve grown to know that every storm will…
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You don’t owe anybody an explanation for disappearing and working on yourself, if people decide to remove themselves from your life because of that, what you’re doing is the right thing and it’s exposing who & what’s not meant to even be in your life
aond the only thing my granny can actually complain about is that granda joe is constantly doing th and then those two daughters had three girls and two boys between them that he gets to spoil. and he has his own garden where he grows fresh veggies.
i payed it but turns out my outside scholarship money came in the other night so the money i gave is gone. praying hoping wishing i can get that money refunded.