The ways I repped and coped was so obvious, how was I so oblivious to who I really was?
I feel better looking in the mirror now but whenever I think about how I used to look like and how I thought I was okay with it I break down crying. Almost a decade of repping thinking I will be fine but I always had this hallow place in my heart and I can only now feel it being filled.
Never rep.
Let me cast my ballot under this banner-
Never Rep - it’s almost always easier (obv caveats) to defend against the external negative forces of a world that is suspect of you than it is to defend against the internal negative forces of a soul that rejects it self
🫶🏻
If the enemy (hate) is ‘at the gates’ that means they’re not ‘within the walls’
ya i cant believe i thought it was anythint else
i cant believe i thought i was anything else
I’m glad you’re no longer repping 🫂
ty friend <3




