Always the odd one out. Always the one replaced. Always the one forgotten. Something I def can’t control. I’ve grown to not chase people, and as much as I want you in my life, I can’t be sad over someone who could care less about me. Matter of fact, who will only notice me when I’m no longer there.
Jobs fill your pocket. Adventures fill your soul.Jaime Lyn Beatty (via franki-e)