I need you to understand that you’re a good person, not because you benefit others and sacrifice yourself at every turn, but because you’ve got a good heart and you don’t hurt people. You were not out here to make people happy.
I want you to read this next part a couple times.
If you’re in my life today, it’s because I love you. I love YOU. Not the way you make me feel about myself or the things you do for me or any level of convenience blah blah blah you’re not a scapegoat or a punching bag or a doormat Nah, hoe. I love you. I love who you are. I love the things that make you so uniquely you. You have a story and I wanna hear it. I care about your dreams and your nightmares and I love seeing you get all happy when you talk about the things that make you smile. I love you, dude. If someone else in your life does not absolutely radiate that same energy, first of all, they’re fucked up because how could you not look at a good person and just love them like people aren’t pawns what the FUQ anyway the point is that you work a shift and then you go home. You do not constantly have to do for people. Do that shit while you’re getting paid to do it and then go home and goddamn enjoy yourself. Everybody else does it. You can do it, too. Enjoy yourself, Motherfucker. Oh also, if I try to invite collaborators on the Spotify playlist, the link will expire in seven days which is fucking stupid so I guess just like here’s a link to the playlist and then I can send you the link personally or you can tell me what songs that you want to put on there or something like that I don’t know. I guess Spotify used to be cool and now it’s not. Sad face. https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7Icj5QLEDXNQTNSXLwewWB?si=odemdNLOT6eKuxpl2CC6Dg