As much as I don’t want to admit it, I now understand this sense of belongingness.
Sunshine. Warmth. Breeze. Shadow. Reading. Walking. Relaxing. Breathing. Living. Peace. All these wonderful words to describe my day.
Turning the other cheek. It’s time I face something I’ve always felt the need to avoid. It’s been exactly a year. I think I can survive. Forgive and forget, right?
My other, other baybeh. Nala, why you so shy?!
| me: | omg i'm going to get all skinny and toned for summer and then i can wear crop tops and short shorts and i'll have that perfect gap between my thighs and it will be perfect |
| me: | is that cake |