I don’t chase people anymore. I learned that I’m here, and I’m important. I’m not going to run after people to prove that I matter.
I either eat too much or starve myself. Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights. Fall in love very hard or hate passionately. I don’t know what grey is. I never did.
There’s nothing harder than putting yourself back together every morning.
I’m getting bad again but I’m too tired to care.