I always question myself what’s the end goal in certain things. I’ve always achieved what I thrived for, but this time is a lil different. I hope and pray things go well…
The world can hate me, look down on me, even portray me as the worst person to exist. I don’t need to prove anything. Because these 3 are my main source of my happiness and comfort. I never needed people, even money. This is what love truly is. I thank god everyday for them.
i want romance. i want intimacy. i want that 3am love making. i want consistency. i want loyalty. i want the random looks of admiration. i want to know you are just for me. i want date nights and flowers. i want love that's genuine and real.
People think depression is staying in bed. But sometimes it's brushing your teeth with tears in your eyes, small talk with a voice that's barely holding on, folding laundry while your heart begs for rest. It's living a normal day in a body that feels like it's barely surviving.
Paid my karma in full, i’ll be happier in the next lifetime. End of the day i’m the same human being with feelings just like anyone else. This one pain which is hard to be taken away is crucial, but i pray it passes…