i realized that no one, not even my mother or closest friends knows what i’m actually like in the inside of my head, and the only person who actually knows who i am is me
There’s nothing sadder than a naturally bright, bubbly neurodivergent person slowly dimming their sparkle after years of being excluded for simply being themselves.
I love when someone I barely talk to has me in their close friends on IG because I never know how I made the cut, but okay okay. Your secret is safe with me, bestie.
Latinos will tell you the most traumatic thing to ever happen to them 2 minutes after meeting them for first time and then end the conversation with “pero gracias a dios, todo esta bien” 🙃