My babes and the other passing people are who make me and have made me who I am or will be. I am made up of all these small a big things all at once. I happily give little bits of me to the special people I meet, I just hope they continue to give to me to fill the space I made for them.
Some friendly friday advice! I've seen this happen first hand recently: People ("friends") with boring lives are gunna try to drag you down purely because their jealous of your ambition to be successful. Don't let these basic people get to you hope you all have a good weekend loversx by paperandinka