What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,
Or eventually it does kill you.
Shit that’s hard doesn’t always make you stronger, sometimes it makes you weaker
Until eventually you break.
Sometimes I just need to bitch about shit & get it off my chest & let it go. But other people always like to repeat & shit always comes back around & we never just let shit go, we always deal with it down the line of “well I heard you said this.”🙄 I’ll stay to myself forever thx
I hope I don’t always care too much about the wrong things at the worst times. I hope to care about myself before anything else. Tired of saving others instead of myself. Fuck, how will I ever tell?