I lost all respect for people who saw me breaking, and still chose to break me even more. You knew I was tired, trying to find my way back to myself, and you still made me question if love or loyalty exists. It’s crazy how some people can look you in your eyes see the pain, and still cause more of it. That’s the type of shit that changes you, makes you colder, quieter, and careful about who gets close to you again.
can we talk about how women get OVERSTIMULATED, and it’s mistaken for ANGER? no, she’s not angry, the TV is way too loud, the dryer’s running, her shirt feels too tight, her messy bun isn’t sitting right, and there are crumbs on the floor that she can feel under her feet. she’s NOT mad, she’s overstimulated and just needs a MINUTE to pull herself together