The world is such a lonesome place, filled with shades of black and white, filled with catastrophe and despair

Challenges do not always get easier, criticism does not always get quieter, people do not always get nicer

But in these moments of sadness, gloominess, and adversity
Look inside yourself and find courage

Make your challenges into stepping stones, take the criticism with a grain of salt, forget about those who do not treat you right

For in the end, all that matters is who you are, and if you like who you have become.

I love you, I love you, I love you.
three words said repeatedly, back and forth
but when did "I love you" become a phrase that only one of us said?
I'm here waiting for you, and you're out there, looking for someone new.
Someone new to call princess, someone new to "love" and then
put on layover until the next comes along.
I know I should accept it if you don't love me, but that's not what you say every time you call me.
You say "I love you" and I say it too, blinded by something I wish was still true.