Cried so much this year, I really hope I’m much happier next year. It’s one of the things I’m praying for. A joy that stays. A joy that is not easily shaken.
Until a man buy me a house , car or marry me ain’t shit to brag on in my eyes 🤷🏽♀️ niggas eat a lil bit of butt and bitches think he in love they do that to all of us bookie!
i hate that it feels like my friendship is treated more of a convenience than a genuine connection and bond that people want consistently in their life. it feels that my willingness to always be available for others is taken advantage of. it sucks being a good person sometimes.