i’m sick that i really sat there, hoped & waited on a nigga to change.. like i knew this nigga was treating me like shit, knew this isn’t what i wanted for the rest of my life but me thinking it was love just stayed there & relied on the possibility that MAYBE he’d change one day

the things i wish i could go back and tell my younger self i know it helped me in the long run but i hate looking back and knowing all the pain i went through for just trying to love someone past all their bullshit