At the end of it all.. Friends will be friends. Boyfriends will be boyfriends. Family will be family. They have their own function, they own role to play.
A friend can’t play the role of family ultimately. What’s the point of making it work when all the hurts are done? And you know that it’s gonna happen again.
Tyranny wins. Always and forever.
Sometimes, I feel so suppressed. Like so suppressed. Maybe I’m at my breaking point. God is my only comfort.
I’m mustering every ounce of faith I have within me to trust in Him who can make things right.