..exhale
I dont desreve anything I have, but I have it anyways
it makes no sense
Why am I catered to when I deserve to be spit on?
Im constantly reminded by so much about how many mistakes ive made, and I'm reminded of how lucky I am to still have the things i have in my possesion. but why do I have them. Out of all people, out of all the people, and the friends, and the sisters, and the daughters, and the girlfriends out there, why am I blessed with such beautiful things that surround me?
Me?
yes you.
it makes no sense
Why am I catered to when I deserve to be spit on?
Im constantly reminded by so much about how many mistakes ive made, and I'm reminded of how lucky I am to still have the things i have in my possesion. but why do I have them. Out of all people, out of all the people, and the friends, and the sisters, and the daughters, and the girlfriends out there, why am I blessed with such beautiful things that surround me?
Me?
yes you.