I’m tired of the millennial stereo type and I will not identify myself inside this box because it just does not fit.
You’re going to have to fix shit. Yourself. You’re going to be elbow deep in a toilet tank thinking … ‘this is my life now’
If there were anything I could change, it would be to have met him sooner.
I loved you with an innocence that I will never get back. But you did NOT ruin me.