what happens when we can't even find peace within ourselves? what happens when we start a war against the only person whose thoughts and actions we can control? who then, do we turn to for an ally? the scary thing about being at war with yourself is realizing that a part of you will always end up surrendering. a part of you will never win. //
I crave space. It charges my batteries. It helps me breathe. Being around people can be so exhausting, because most of them love to take and barely know how to give. Except for a rare few.
