Comfort ain’t comfort any more
Home ain’t home any more
It feels like my world is falling apart
Home ain’t home any more
It feels like my world is falling apart
Forwarded from 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑡𝑜𝑤𝑛 🥀✍🏿
“I crave the warmth of his breath again—the soft, unspoken promise in every exhale, the quiet nearness that made the whole world fade away. Just that… and it felt like everything.”
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I smile, but inside, I question everything.
Am I enough? Too much? Too quiet? Too loud?
Their silence feels like blame.
Their kindness feels like pity.
I overthink, I replay, I shrink.
No one sees the battle behind my calm.
But I’m still here. Still trying.
Still learning that maybe—
I don’t have to be perfect to be loved.
Am I enough? Too much? Too quiet? Too loud?
Their silence feels like blame.
Their kindness feels like pity.
I overthink, I replay, I shrink.
No one sees the battle behind my calm.
But I’m still here. Still trying.
Still learning that maybe—
I don’t have to be perfect to be loved.
You want to be different?
Take her on a date, and not to your bed, don't call her hot, call her gorgeous, get her flowers, and not a plan B, be a man, not a boy
Take her on a date, and not to your bed, don't call her hot, call her gorgeous, get her flowers, and not a plan B, be a man, not a boy
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