There’s nothing to lose, but everything to gain. If only.
I’m not always strong.
Although my words persevere me to be so strong and my skin to be so thick, I fall down sometimes too. I have nights where I cry myself to sleep. I have days where I look in the mirror and cringe. I have those certain people that I just don’t feel good enough for. I have memories that just rip me to shreds.
I am not always strong. But the times that I am so weak always end up making me stronger.
I’d fucking love it if my stomach didn’t hurt every single day. :(
I just want to meet new people. People who will not walk in and out of my life.
what does that even mean?