This is life. People will screw you over. You’ll fight with your family. You’ll witness things that will change you forever. You’ll blame new lovers for things old lovers did. You’ll lose best friends you thought would always be there. You’ll come to realize that everyone has a past. You’ll cry, you’ll laugh, & you’ll embarrass yourself. But then, you’ll find your very own moment where none of that matters; where you can sit back & realize that shit happens to the people who can handle it & that this is who you are, & that no one should want to change you, including yourself.
