if most of our adult choices feel like a matter of life or death, how does being optimistic make it any easier? are we doomed to feel stress for the rest of our lives or is there actually a true chance at the fairytale ending?
sometime you have to change who you are to get what you really want out of love. and sometimes you have to stay the course to know who you really are and that there's nothing wrong with you. in my case it was both.
i’m broke, you're broke, we’re all broke. or maybe some of us arent, I don’t know anymore, i’m just trying to be optimistic here. or… maybe i’m not. lol