I don’t know who I am, I know I thought I use to.
Life gives you situations and adventures that change you,
I may not love myself now, but I loved myself before and I’ll love myself again in the future, I don’t want to be expected to be perfect and well rounded. I’m a human fucking being and the last few months have changed me, but I will find myself again I swear it, and I’ll love myself again?
What’s a life worth living if you have no downs and you only have ups?
All the ups would eventually become downs.