its going great

Sending love to everyone affected by the California fires. In moments of tragedy, words get tricky. Finding the right ones feels impossible, and even when we do, they seem so small. But hope? Hope is never small. It doesn’t push or demand; it waits quietly, steady and patient, ready when you are. Hold on to that. This won't last forever.

how lucky we are to return to a warm bed from the cold

soooo lucky

We at that age now where if u not working on yourself, it shows. Big time

As I'm getting older, I'm starting to lose my understanding of love. Love used to be more simple and understandable, but now my head cannot really picture it clearly.

it's really suffocating when you can't say what you feel.

I survived every single time I was hurting and that’s all the motivation I need to keep going.