Never trust someone who can so easily go behind your back and do you wrong, but so easily dismiss it like nothing ever happened. High knee boots is all the things each one of us had to go through, but we used our pain as style to express how we felt during that moment in time. Through many different colour platelets, or different styles of clothes and shoes. Each piece had a statement, the ones who broke you, only in the end destroyed their reputation, while being fired. Playing the victim because that’s the only thing they ever knew, they would never change or learn to try to change. When they hurt someone it’s their fault. Instead of taking accountability. I might grow and evolve and but I won’t change to the point where no one can recognize me.

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Mother’s Day should be a holiday filled with joy, but instead two ways of joy are not joy at all and you wish to skip this holiday every year. Not being able to have a child of my own, while discontinuing a relationship that was unhealthy. It’s a holiday that only remains with pain. Being thankful to have children of your own who cherish you as well as a mother you can cherish it with. Leaving the relationship was best decision for my own self, while finding out the most devastating news any person could have. Receive We could adopt but I would rather not go through that pain either. I was adopted and has remained close to my adopted dad who is just my dad. I just don’t like being asked if I am mother or do you celebrate Mother’s Day? I know it’s not their fault because they wouldn’t know, but many don’t have the opportunity to have children of their own or have a relationship to celebrate the holiday. So tell, just because you have a mother or can have kids of your own. It’s not the same for everyone else.

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Red lipstick is the confidence of sharing the truth of what actually happened. I don’t care if it makes you uncomfortable, you didn’t care when it destroyed me. Time is irrelevant when everything was always about you and your needs. Don’t be going my social medias or going behind my back talking to my friends. Once one was foot was out the door, the other one would no longer would be invited in. It’s not my problem that your engagement didn’t work. Blocking me and ghosting me wasn’t enough, you had show back up six years later pretending like nothing ever happened. What more do I have to express to get you to understand to leave me the hell alone. I don’t care about your apology or excuse. It’s not problem that you’re not happy. That you are living with guilt. This is you problem, like I said before I don’t care how uncomfortable this makes you feel. You never gave a shit about how I felt. Showing up six years later only puts the salt in the wound.

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