Don’t lose sight.

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Central Park, Santa Clara | 2016

I’m hoping that even with everything that’s happening between me trying to find a new job, trying to find a new place to live, trying to figure out what to do with my life, that I don’t lose sight of those taking care of me and supporting me this entire time. That I don’t lose sight of those who matter to me with the history we have and continue on.┬áIf I ever do lose sight, then I do hope I will see them around the corner, waiting for me because they know that sometimes I just need to walk at my own pace and catch my breath. But I don’t like holding them back, so if necessary then I hope I will also have the courage to let them go because I don’t want to be toxic and get them caught up in any of the bubbles that’s blinding me.

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can you tell you’re hurting me?

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2016

I’m done. What’s the point of being considerate if I get shit for lying instead of being nice? What’s the point of telling the truth if I get shit for it and they want me to lie and pretend instead? Either way, I get shit for it. Either way, shit is talked behind my back by those who I thought I could call my friends, one who I thought I could call my best friend. Either way, I get hurt, so I’m done.