Te detienes un segundo a pensar ¿qué mierda estoy haciendo? ¿En qué momento de mi vida comencé a sentirme tan mediocre, en qué momento te conformaste con los residuos de amor de alguien, porqué no te sentías tan incómoda como para marcharte?
Fácil, cuando es el único tipo de amor que conoces, te quedas, te sientes afortunada y te auto destruyes tratando de conservar el poco amor que tienes.
Don’t know if anyone cares but there is currently a frog somewhere outside my window ribbiting away and it’s raining. It’s very peaceful anyway hope y’all are staying stay safe and have a goodnight
“The way the rain falls outside of my window, deafening and tranquil—each individual splatter leaves me breathless. Listening to the rain for hours can bring a sense of peace and belongingness I never knew existed. And even during those moments, where the sky creates chaos, when the clouds heavily cry, is where I find my sanity. In the small moments of rain is when my mind remains silent and my emotions become ragingly loud.”
