When I find out things that are being hidden from me, it’s not a hurt painful jab in the heart, but more as of a careless feeling, it doesn’t really effect me, I don’t know what it is but maybe it time to focus on the future, every guy is the same, there will never be a thing called a “perfect guy” it’s bullshit,
I’m moving on from that, I’m done, my feelings fade day by day

I love my mom, she knows every word to say.. The only shoulder I can cry on whenever I need it. My bestfriend & my only bestfriend. My heart hurts and she knows the recipe to mend it..