thanks to you, i will never trust anyone so soon with all my faith so fast ever again. you ruined that one for me.
now please move far the fuck away from here and don’t ever come back. not that i don’t want to remember you, cause i don’t really give a shit. you don’t exist to me anyway. but i think it would be better for us both, as well as the rest of us, if you just left.
My mom carried me for nine months. She felt sick for those months with nausea, then she watched her feet swell & her skin stretch. She teared. She struggled to climb stairs, she got breathless quickly and she even suffered many sleepless nights. She then went through excruciating pain to bring me into this world. Then, she became my nurse, my chef, my maid, my chauffeur, my biggest fan, my teacher & my best friend. She's struggled for me, cried over me, hoped the best for me and prayed for me. Most of us take our mom for granted. Reblog if you love your mom more than anything else in the world ♥
This is a story about a man who is lost. He wanders through life searching for a real connection to something, but he is not sure to what or whom. He loves life and life has been good in return, but there is still a void somewhere in his heart and he doesn’t know how to fill it. He wants something more, but he doesn’t know what it is. He just walks the earth searching for that heavenly connection, never ceasing his foolish optimism. And every night he reaches out into the starry night hoping someone will reach out in return.
“To know me as hardly golden is to know me all wrong.”