Sometimes I wonder, how did we end up here? It pains me to see our society. Now we cant say how we really feel because we’re afraid to look like losers. Society has made us think we are weak if we have feelings, we are weak if we text first, we are weak if we cry, we are weak if we call. Fuck that. I’m not weak for wanting to see you, I’m not weak for texting you first, I’m not weak for telling you what I feel, I’m not weak for dreaming about holding your hand and I’m certainly not weak for loving you. I’m fucking alive.





















