i just saw this painting that said “i’m glad we don’t talk anymore but i still think about you on your birthday” and it’s genuinely so real. there’s so many people i outgrew, lost connection with, or cut ties on good or bad terms but i always remember them on their birthday
people don't excite me anymore. if no one talks to me, it's alright. if someone hates me, that's fine. i don't have enough energy to argue and give time to certain people who doesn't have anything good to do with my state of growing. if i needed to be alone, i'll go with it.