Just keep moving forward and don't give a shit about what anybody thinks. Do what you have to do, for you.
Life happens. Shit happens. And it happens a lot. To a lot of people.
I've been accused of vulgarity. I say that's bullshit.
I wonder either their God has turned old, sick or died, because even the religious people no more believe in shit.
It's easy to talk big, but the important thing is whether or not you clean up the shit.
Darling; I know those days were hard on you, I know that you’ve been through a lot of shit I know that you had those moments where you felt like giving up and not being able to even stand on your feet. But you are a badass; you will lift yourself above it all And soon my dear you will be able to fly …
She was sitting there in silence when I interrupted her glooming halo but she couldn’t feel my existence though. She didn’t cry, she didn’t scream, she didn’t even blame one single person for the shit they put her through. “I didn’t deserve this ...’ she said while chocking her trembling voice. And I stood there wondering how such few words could be full of so much darkness, disappointment, and brokenness that they ached me to the core...