I know exactly who needs this, I know what’s wrong, I know what you’re running from. I know what you won’t tell anyone, not even yourself. I know why you act the way you do. I know it’s hard to process, I know it’s been getting tougher to go on each day, but just remember that you’re here for a reason. If the good Lord above wanted you dead or didn’t give a fuck, you’d already be in a six-foot ditch by now. You’ve gotten so much further than most people in your position would’ve by now.
Don’t let the horrid shit from the past, all the failures, all the heartbreaks, all the darkness, all the crash outs be those things that define you. You’re so much more than that, and eventually the world’s gonna realize just how far you’ve come and how much you’ve changed and how beautiful you really are.
In summary, don’t let all the bullshit kill you.
You just gotta keep going.
