I’m ready to give up. The only thing keeping me going is knowing that if I can just survive these next three weeks, that everything will be okay and things will get better again. That I’ll have time to work on myself and fix everything that needs fixing. But I don’t know that me constantly reminding myself of this is enough. I don’t know that relying on hope is enough. I don’t know that I can withstand much more. I’m tired.
To me, songs are kind of like bookmarks. Have you ever listened to a song that you haven’t heard in a while, and all of a sudden, all the memories of that time period come back, and you remember what your life used to be like. They’re like milestones in your life.
is there a non-sexual way to eat a lollipop
SMASH IT WITH A HAMMER AND EAT THE REMAINS
settle down there thor