Македонија на Македонците!
after my emotional breakdown and yelling at my mother because i’m fat.
but now i’m feeling good about trying to get into shape.
They say you should reach for the stars, and I’d like to, but my arms are much too short. They say to reach out for hope, but I don’t understand what hope is. They say to reach for goals, but I don’t know how to define mine, and so I won’t listen. But if you only tell me how to love you, I’ll reach into the depth of me and find a way to hold you.