I gave myself so willingly. I was so broken and I dealt with that hurt in such a destructive way. I look back on it and ask myself what the fuck was going through my mind. I try not to dwell on the grey areas of my life but the moments play out like stills of imperfections, and it almost feels like if it’s taunting me. It’s behind me now and all I can do is take it as a learning experience, but if I were given the chance to go back and redo it I would.
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Stop checking in on people you dislike just to be triggered by what they write and post. People have different beliefs, thoughts and opini...
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Have you ever felt someone in your soul? That even after they were gone, you can actually feel them. When you love someone they never really... -
You can’t go onto someone’s page and get triggered by what you read and then blame them for triggering you. Why are you visiting someone’s ...
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