I’ll be honest with random people about how I feel in hopes somebody else experienced the same thing &would give me some damn insight cause idkkk
Make America Great Again (A Poem) 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸 ***made this 2 years ago but it’s still so damn relevant thought I’d post it again
*3nd grade recess in 2018*
Timmy: butt munch
Claire: sticks and stones may break my bones but words are actually very powerful and when you say ignorant, uniformed statements your words become so divisive it’s destructive to our society
Timmy: you have boobs
I can’t deal with seeing your name.
People don’t even go out anymore they just go on their phones in different locations.
Toxic people have a tendency to be the most addicting.
Isn’t it peculiar when two people who were once each other’s worlds start feeling like they are universes apart: the daily routines that, at a time, were done in unison are replaced by strict visits during the night. The fights aren’t even the worst part, it’s that you’re used to them. You start wondering why that person, who was once so close, is no longer your best friend. How did you end up growing in such different directions, and more so; why in the hell are you still so connected, so comfortable walking on two different sides of the same street not even holding hands but exchanging glances. The answer to the question mark that is love only comes in the moments when you sleep…both…together…and again when you wake up side by side, ready to do it all over again.
This is the lowest I’ve been in a while. I’ve dug my own hole now it’s time to find a way out.
Sometimes, I have to remind myself it’s ok to be happy.