my birthday is sunday and i’m laying in bed crying because i’ll have no way to celebrate and my job drains the life out of me so bad the only thing i can do is cry about it.
I RESERVE MY RIGHT TO FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE RESERVE MY RIGHT TO BE AFRAID I MAKE MISTAKES AND I AM HUMBLED EVERY STEP OF THE WAY I WANT TO BE A BETTER PERSON I WANNA KNOW THE MASTER PLAN CAST YOUR STONES CAST YOUR JUDGMENT YOU DONT MAKE ME WHO I AM