My love is too easy to have it thrown in my face My love is too real to have it thrown in my face My love is too pure to have it thrown in my face
I'm in that phase where a lot of things are happening, and nothing is happening at the same time. Have you ever felt this way?
Every night, when I'm going over the day's events, questions I have unanswered pop up in my head, and I try to answer them. Sometimes, I fall asleep while trying to, and
I was having a conversation with my friend the other day about how the first quarter went. It was an interesting one because it was the first time we ever dissected a whole quarter's rudiments
If we were having tea, I’d choose a seat in the private part of the café and stare into your eyes for about ten minutes before placing my order.
The year is coming to an end. I should be excited right? I feel valued at work. I should be excited right? I’m getting some time off work soon. I should be excited right?
I don’t care what anyone says because I know no amount of preparation, planning or time can make grief and losing a loved one easy. There are a whole lot of easy tasks but grieving isn’t one of them.
Growth is asking for help when you need it instead of struggling with difficulty for hours on end. Growth is truly listening to understand and contribute not just to reply or to pretend to be there.