Ma petit fripon. Je t’aims toujours
(2 months ago and scroll down to the bottom for today’s inspirational track & lyrics – I’m so grateful)
How can we help you? You are loved.
A classless post
They didn’t get why a white girl with seemingly everything would wanted to live a ghetto life – have black boyfriends and live in squalor.
One thing having class did help me with is get me out of a lot of trouble
Before you say money doesn’t buy
Carry on reading..
Sometimes I wish I hadn’t lived. That overdose was meant to kill me. I didn’t want to live and then I have moments when I look at my child and my Ma and cat and think -these are the people and moments to live for.
Life isn’t easy and no one ever said it is easy. I am lonely -I don’t mind being alone but loneliness is a particular kind of poison that will feed into all my securities -to the point I will put up with anyone even if they treat me like shit.
I don’t need those kind of people in my life. I want my life back. I screwed up in so many ways. It doesn’t mean that my life and who I am and what I look like is not worthy of being happy and loving myself.
Surround yourself with people who make you feel good.
We have survived another day- I want to get back to living life.