#misfitlove

Maybe it’s something passed down, I was born stressed, I felt a pull against the system, I never fit in, I was ridiculed hated, bullied, but it never broke me, I broke myself when I used drugs to cope with past trauma before I could even add those things mentioned on top of the pile, the drugs lightened the load, but I needed to jump higher each time to be stronger and stronger, one day I jumped so high I broke my back, I was brought back with a cure, God gave me a second chance at life, and I’m not perfect imma mental wreck and I used drugs to cope, I was sober 8 years before the cycle set in, know when you fall fucking reach out when you feel that pull towards life.

We are but things unseen until we become seen.

Breathe because tomorrow comes.

You’re to beautiful to cry, but let it it baby.

We’re all alone until we realize we fight the same battle.