It’s not a place to live in long-term.
My biggest fear in life is to hate myself.
It’s not my place anymore.
Don’t be used to girl who aren’t nice.
My mother must have been lonely.
But maybe she liked pink too.
What I was really in love with though, was the word, “forever”.
It’s ok to be selfish sometimes too.
I want to love my grandma for who she is, not because she is my grandmother.
We talk about the good ol’ days.