I believe..That no matter how good friend is they’re going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive me for that.
I believe…That just because someone does’t love you
I rant,.. I rave,.. I love,… I hate,.. I cry,.. I laugh.
I’m S*ck,.. I’m an angel,…I’m not perfect. Nobody is.
And I’ve accepted that. With open arms.