Sunday, August 30

ths nd tht

i look at dad and i see him suffer in silence. th sacrifices he did for us, for me.

i miss imaa.

and then theres you.
"i love you not only for who you are,
but for what you are making of me.
and i wanna see you happy."
-zm

and then i sit down to think. my vision is getting blurred. things havent been smooth sailing.

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