Cred ca 2017 va fi anul in care cea mai mare provocare va fi sa ma gasesc pe mine.
Sometimes, during the day, I still feel the need to text him.
Cu pasi inceti duc un corp mult prea obosit de boli in rutina zilnica.
I told my friend last night that if I took better care of my body, and looked better, I would have definitely become a whore. At least they keep it basic.
Mi-am golit portofelul si mi-am umplut agenda cu calatorii si paharul cu alcool.
Another friend send me a resignation letter as a way of helping. It still doesnt have my name on it.
Am citit cuvinte mult prea frumoase la adresa mea, la adresa a ceea ce pot face pentru persoana de langa mine, si mi-a lasat un gust amar.
How funny is it that I can always make the man besides me the best version of himself, and I can never do the same with myself?