wtfhappypeople

note to self: never i repeat NEVER go to london because then you must come back

looking for a therapist, very apparent i'm scared of myself in the nation of these white terrorists, is it too late? i need to spread the love or get tossed off this earth like a discus working my mental fitness, she taught me how to love myself to begin this, but i can't pretend it's not hard to keep pretendin' without her don't know if these wheels will keep spinning, but new beginnings and new ends it took awhile to be a man, but dammit if that man didn't sit me down and do to me what he damn well can, but i'mma sit you down and do with us till i can stand because i love you and i'm ready for you

sooner or later i'm gonna get anxious again and i tried to fake it but i'm not the greatest at that, no i'll get creative and come up with ways to be happy (smiling) and you could keep praying but nobody's safe from the end not you, not me, not anyone