a half truth is a whole lie.
a half truth is a whole lie.
“I am thankful for my struggle because without it i wouldn’t have stumbled across my strength”
you are a prisoner of your own mind
when writing the story of your life, don’t let anyone else hold the pen.
by allowing the weight of stress to leave your shoulders and body
tears are simply raindrops from the storm inside of us
everybody has a chapter they don’t read out loud
i am exhausted from trying to be stronger than i feel.
even if i was a bird, flying away it wouldn’t help. the problem is in my head, not in the place