"Someday, someone is going to look at you like you’re the best thing in the world."
I remember when I used to always say that I wouldn’t care if something happend to my mom..I used to hate her so much and was constantly angry with her…But If I could take everything back I would… I’ve been thinking here lately about how much shit she’s been through I can understand why she was the way she was…she is my rock and I have no idea what I would do without her…I’m so grateful for everything she’s done for me she’s not only been a mom but also a dad to me. She’s been there for me when I needed someone the most. I love you so much mom please get better…Don’t give up yet you’re a fighter you can do this.<3
That moment when you’ve been holding everything in for the longest time and continue to try to stay strong when everything is going to shit…But then you finally lose it and break down…And you feel like nothing is ever going to get better that everything is going to continue on getting worse…Yeah it fucking sucks.
"Are you quiet when you need to be loved? Or do you raise your voice into a lion’s roar? Will you nudge yourself into my hips? Will you bite my shoulders and say ‘I need you to love me harder today’? Are you softer in the mornings? Which side of the bed do you like to take? Do you sprawl yourself out and steal the covers? Do you sleep naked? Do you take your coffee black? In the summer, do you flip the pillow and sigh when your cheek touches the cold side? Do you keep the windows open at night? If so, how? Aren’t you scared of monsters? Do you know that I’m scared of everything that lives in the dark? Are you aware that sometimes I get so nervous I forget how to move my feet? Can you be patient? Can you be gentle? Do you know how? Is there a quiet war raging inside of you? When you curl your fists and raise your chin, are you donning your armour? Can I help? Can I fight all of your demons with you? I won’t shy away from them, not if it would make you happy. Do you know that I’d stand in the dark in an empty room for you? Do you know that I trust you’d never ask that of me? Do you know that I don’t flinch when you cup my face? Even though if you so much as twitched too hard you could break me? Isn’t this what trust looks like? Isn’t it how I am always skin and emotions for you? Isn’t it saying ‘I love you more today than I did yesterday, but it was a whole lot yesterday’? Listen, do you feel safest when you’re holding yourself together? Do you think someday you can let that go? Will you let me take the pieces of you and keep them close? Can you let me love you? Will you learn how to? It doesn’t matter, I’ll wait."