I try my hardest to be there for everyone, but sometimes I can’t. I put everyone else before me, and make sure everyone is okay before I even think about worrying about me and what I’m dealing with. I’m constantly yelled at for that. I’ve been told to take care of myself, and worry about myself. But I can’t. I was raised to take care of people. I grew up as the father figure for my four sister because my mother couldn’t do it on her own after my father died. That’s the reason I am how I am. It’s just in my nature. But recently I’ve discovered I can still take care of myself and the ones around me. But by doing that, it seems as if I’ve been hurting people. I’m being blamed for not being there. Or yelled at because I’m not “listening to their problems”. This is the first time I’ve taken a step back. Took a break, looked over myself and my well being, and I get criticized for it. I’ve come to terms to realize that in this society, you can’t please everyone. Everyone is going to have something to complain about no matter what you do. So you might as do whatever the fuck you want, and take care of yourself. I’ve got myself, my partner, and a few select people to take care of. If you’ve got a problem with that. You can turn around and leave my life.
“is this what friends do?” the words fell from my lips without even pausing to think about it, breaking the silence we shared, but only momentarily. you didn’t answer- we just looked at each other, and i knew why. the answer was likely no, but we were both too afraid to admit it. did friends feel hopelessly intoxicated by one another? i felt completely enamored by the mere thought of you; just hearing your name could put me in a daze. did friends feel that burning desire? with your hands in my hair and our lips soon pressed together, i had my answer. — SOMETHING MORE.
C. 💭🍃🍵⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— twenty. will never tell you her middle name. ocean born. positive. optimistic. smiley sunshine. switch. box dyed babe. bestfriend to caiden. single, looking. waitress. socially awkward. obsessed with quavo. starbucks lover. hedgehog momma. intellectual. introvert. very upfront. emotionally available. pot smoker. comment your name letter by letter for a to be honest.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀