every story needs a side b.
so here we are.

my biggest red flag is thinking "it'll probably be fine"

i wish i could mute certain memories

i don’t hate my country
i hate what it has become

i hate how quickly a person can go from “my favorite” to “someone i used to know.”

being a good person doesn’t mean you have to keep forgiving people who hurt you.

“don’t overthink it”

my brain: let’s discuss it for the next 6 business days.

“who’s your biggest hater?”
my own brain at 3 AM.

POV: you said “it’s fine” but it’s definitely not fine.

Think about her 24/7

i hate being the one who always starts the conversation.

I cared too much, you cared too late.

Things I learned too late:
Confusion isn’t chemistry.

???

for the person who needs to hear this:
You’re not hard to love. You’re just tired of being loved halfway.

Some days I’m healing. Some days I’m just surviving.

Not every thought needs to be shared.

Somehow, she makes everything feel better.

Maybe growing up is just learning what to keep and what to quietly let go.

What changed?

I stopped expecting people to be like me.