"you handled that so well" no, i didn't. i went insane. i lost my spark. i suffered in silence. i didn't ask for help. i shattered alone and wore a smile that lied better than any mask could. i didn't handle it, i survived it because i had no other choice.
I be knowing nights be wrong for me, I sadly just get hung up in them feeling good in that moment that I do everything in my power to hold onto that. I think I'm a magician if we're being honest and that's my hardest downfall
I rl hate men, its not a fucking thing a man can do for me. I've chosen every last man wrong. The only one I chose right was my daughter's father and he acrually chose me and you see how I fucked that up!