I stared at the wall in front of me while listening to this. All these instax photos on my wall, the people that matters, the people that I love, the people that I care about. I can count them using my fingers.
We tend to hope too much for other people. We want the best for them. We have expectations.
Give and take.
To cultivate the sacredness of each day, live to give. - Robin SharmaSometimes I love people too much that it hurts.
I am here for you. I want you to reach for me when you need me, because I'll be ready. You won't be alone, I can promise you that.
My outward selfishness is just a mask.
Because I care too much that it is killing me.
My soft-heartedness is eating me alive.
Such irony.
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