Why on earth is parenting trending
sometimes when I feel trapped I imagine I’m sitting beside you in a park. we don’t say a word to each other and you pass me something to smoke. we don’t look at each other face to face and carry on people watching, we silently agree on the fact that we know why we’re not one of them. we don’t need to say anything, I know what you’re thinking and you know we’re on the same wavelength.
I don’t need to know why you understand me, I just know you do. we’re both freaks, outcasts. the only thing that separates me from you is that I’m trying.
and sometimes I hate myself for it.