I sometimes forget the books I read. It's like that one friend you made but don’t talk to or call. When you see them in person, all the love you have for them comes rushing back, and you remember why you were friends in the first place.
Aghhhh damn!!
I wanna reread it so baddddd.

I used to think I was the shit😃

Omg.
I love my pen and paper days

Hehe.

Ignore the hand writing.

Mtsm.

I fucking hate ride people.

Everytime.

I hope you choke on the money ass.

I told him not to take that road, but he insisted I was wrong, even though I was very familiar with the place . I had been going there for over five years. He started mansplaining that it wasn’t the simplest way, told him more than once. I knew he wouldn’t be able to find his way, and he ended up taking the longest route, which cost me more than I had expected. Andi had to get off at the wrong place
This has happened multiple times.
Telling the path first helps(which I did and he did not listen) my friends said they do it when you are alone, which I have noticed too they never do this when I am with my brothers or male friends.
I swear I rather walk kezi buhala sechemalk nw and
The neket they have geta hoy.

i know this might sound a little strange, but i really love the feeling of belonging almost like being “owned” in the sense of having people who represent me, and who i represent too.
today i got to experience that with my friends. i arrived first, and everyone immediately started asking me about them “are they coming too?” it made me feel so good, because it reminded me that i’m not just by myself, i’m part of something. i have people.

i love the little things, like when others realize that the empty seat next to me isn’t just empty it’s saved for my friend. that spot is theirs. it makes me happy to know i belong, to know i’m included, and to feel that deep connection of having people who are mine, and being theirs in return.
there is no imposter syndrome the place is mine.

beautiful

Hey peeps!

Nah i love y'all
Hearting me and all.😊