…And I never felt the fire—that fire in my bones—again.
Now that I’ve actually mentally confronted and accepted it, finally. It sucks but it’s reality. And I’ve accepted it. I’m really applauding my own progress right now.
"You know that point in your life when you realize the house you grew up in isn’t really your home anymore? All of a sudden even though you have some place where you put your shit, that idea of home is gone."
So we all go back to yours and you sit and talk to me on the floor
There’s no need to show me round baby, I feel like I’ve been in here before”
can this be my aesthetic
outfit game will be on point this year. busiest year of my life? too bad.
we all need to get better at thinking of ourselves like this.
"as a straight male, i ppbppbpttt hhptpphhptpp hpbptpphptppthpbbphbh"