Publié depuis Eklablog

“ I am not perfect, and I’ll never be perfect. Before I knew my worth I used to force conversations, beg people to be nicer to me, and want love from people who didn’t even know the meaning of it. After isolating myself for what feels like a long time, not going out to parties, learning the different sides of myself, loving my insecurities and cry when I need to. I finally learn what it means to love, to be there for someone. All this time I was looking for someone to come save me but all I had to do was reach from within.”