I hate not knowing what I'm doing. I wish it were...
I’m motherfucking grateful that I don’t know it all. It’d be sixth grade all over again. And we all know how well that went.
people calling me names on the internet
I’m motherfucking grateful that strangers on the internet even know who the fuck I am. It’s only when you feel truly loved, and worthy of love, that you can put yourself out there. Thanks Mom and Dad.