I have learned not to expect anything because expecting something is only setting yourself up for disappointment. I continuously make the wrong decisions when I’m actually trying to do the right thing. Sometimes I feel like I only hurt the people around me, and I believe everything happens for a reason, and clearly somewhere I went wrong. I worry all the time. But the one thing I will always try to be, and will always go out of my way to be, is a good person.
I’ve learned to live half alive
