Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.
Does anyone else lie in bed at 2:30am filled with the crippling fear that they’re never going to accomplish anything in life and fail miserably or is that just me
I just want to pour my soul out on someone and not have to worry about the mess I’ve made.
I’m thankful for all the different ways I can eat potatoesAmen