no more about page. if you want to know things about me, make them up in your head.

learn how to just let things be. i used to want to know why this or that happened, but it literally doesn't matter. make peace and move on.

healing is so fucking frustrating. it's like you're doing well, you're forgiving, you're letting shit go and you're working on processing through it all, then boom traumatic shit enters your mind and you have to start all the way over processing those feelings.

lowkey scared to get happy, because when i get too happy, some shit always goes wrong.

my heart has always been pure and genuine when i love someone, but why do i keep getting traumas instead of reciprocated love and proper treatment?

something in me died that day and i know i'll never be the same again.