I mean, it’s killed all of mine.
Should I stay or should I go? Nah nah nah nah nah nah.
I’m trying to have faith, but I feel faithless.
When they show you who they are, believe them.
It was a seed. A freaking sesame seed.
It’s okay not to drive myself crazy, looking for certainty when there isn’t any.
Sometimes I overthink how weird it is that life is like this.
(In reality, it’s usually a small blip in a day that’s just another part of an average week.)
I was a brat, but thank god I listened.
Cry it out, sweetie. Cry it out.
Live your life. Not theirs.
Feeling good is also looking good.