Why? why? why? why don’t you listen?
Sleepless.
Restless.
Lost.
Never forget how they gave you distance when you needed love
I hurt someone n yet I don't feel bad.
Why?
Maybe I m learning to let the toxic things go.
Don't stop if it hurts.
Hope I will feel alive one more day.🤞
“You’ll meet a hundred different people who will describe you in a hundred different ways, don’t dwell too much on the kind of impression you make. Remember, there are a thousand paintings of the sun, but only one that rises and sets each day.”
— Ekta Somera