I miss you doesn’t always mean “I love you.Sometimes it means “I miss the attention, the validation, and the feeling of being wanted That’s the difference between love and addiction. And until you understand that difference, you’ll keep going back to people who are wrong for you.
We spent 4 years in school. Sat the exams. Wrote the projects. Survived the carry-overs and the school fees that nearly broke our parents.
We walked across that stage at convocation like we had conquered something.
Fear that one day she’ll realize what you can’t give her. So you start watching every story, questioning every guy in the background, overanalyzing every late reply. Not because she gave you a reason. But because your pocket already told you the answer you’re afraid to hear
Broke boy, big feelings. The most dangerous combination a man can have. You can’t take her out, can’t spoil her, can’t even match the energy of the next guy, but you love her harder than anyone ever has. And that love? It slowly turns into fear.
Broke boy, big feelings. The most dangerous combination a man can have. You can’t take her out, can’t spoil her, can’t even match the energy of the next guy, but you love her harder than anyone ever has. And that love? It slowly turns into fear.
There are thousands of us out there right now. Dressed up. Confident. Googling basic things in private because we’re too ashamed to admit what we don’t know. This one is for every graduate who’s ever smiled through a question they couldn’t answer.
Then someone asked us 2 simple questions about the country that raised us… and we froze. Smiling on the outside. Empty on the inside.
It’s not that we’re not smart. It’s that nobody ever taught us to ask why only to pass.
Then someone asked us 2 simple questions about the country that raised us… and we froze. Smiling on the outside. Empty on the inside.
It’s not that we’re not smart. It’s that nobody ever taught us to ask why only to pass.
We spent 4 years in school. Sat the exams. Wrote the projects. Survived the carry-overs and the school fees that nearly broke our parents.
We walked across that stage at convocation like we had conquered something.
We spent 4 years in school. Sat the exams. Wrote the projects. Survived the carry-overs and the school fees that nearly broke our parents.
We walked across that stage at convocation like we had conquered something.