Epitome Of Real

humans have let me down time and time again, yet I still try.. admirable or ridiculous?

My kids. That’s it.

Loved this show.

Im always like "i will not add my two cents. i will not add my two cents" but i cant lie the pennies are getting sweaty in my hand

my standards are simple: don’t make my day heavier

if people want to leave your life let them.

At this point, what else can I do?

No amount of chemistry can make up for a lack of emotional safety.

I’m not sad, just empty in a way that doesn’t go away.

i like calm people with dirty thoughts and honest intentions

Today I’m thinking about Black families whose ancestors built this country. Indigenous communities who were here before it. Immigrants who crossed oceans and borders believing in its promise. And everyone still waiting to feel safe, seen, and free.