It’s easy to love someone when they’re happy. What’s hard is loving someone when they’re crying on the bathroom floor at 2am because everything came crashing down at once.
Midnight thoughts (sometimes I’m a mess)
I’m becoming more silent these days. I’m speaking less and less in public. But my eyes, god damn, my eyes see everything.
Don’t bring up the past of a person who is trying to improve their future
My problem was that no one ever needed me as much as I needed them.