You make me think of a breezy summer day out on the beach sitting on shimmery white sand overlooking sparkly shores
Why hasn’t any of your sweet acts make some sort of sense to me
I can’t even begin do describe how much I want to stomp on her face
I know for a fact that I tend to be a people pleaser. I pretend that I am alright with everything that is happening even if they do not please me. I believe that this is one of the things that hinders me from getting what I truly want. I put people’s best interest above mine because the last thing I wanna do is make them feel disappointed. I want to make everything pleasant for them.
Despite all the kind acts I put so much effort in doing, the things I do for them they’d never do for me.
Often times, I think too much. My thoughts dwell on something that does not even matter.
And I hate when this happens because I feel miserable. In the guts. And I thought not to think about it but the thought keeps haunting me.
All I need is time. I think I’ve done enough time. How much more time do I need?