I gave my all. I think I did.

And then it hit me, she's never gonna be proud of me the way she is proud of someone else.

It's actually alright.

I've been through it. I cried over it.

Then I just realized, don't give more than you can take.

You can be crucified for your actions, f*** what whey say. I don't give a d*mn. I do my duties, and then it's all up to me what else I want to give.

We are not alive to serve others. We are not alive to look perfect in their eyes.

We are alive to live life the way we want it. No regrets. No criticism. Just plain old you. Take it or leave it.


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