One day you will be okay with how I’m happy sometimes and sad more times. You will hug me & not judge or ask too many questions about it. You’ll try to cheer me up & if it doesn’t work, pack a bowl & still not judge or take it personal. Sometimes my thoughts take me places I didn’t know were even in mind. Just bc I can’t speak about it or put it in words doesn’t mean I didn’t appreciate any efforts.
(Source: clairvoyant---disease)
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