Baso Kafieri
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But no one would get close enough for fear of being burned So I learned to survive the fire and now nothing can touch me

What else was I to do with all this fire inside me? I had two choices ~ find someone to share it with, Or to burn alive.

and I hope you will get it know, not one day...

Jonathan One day I hope you look back at what we had and regret every single thing you did to let it end I'm gutted but realise I have to let you go and say goodbye

Strong

*sigh* trying to fake it until I make it I guess smh. "Depression, anxiety and panic attacks are not signs of weakness. They are signs of trying to remain strong for far too long.