“And now, you’re just a stranger with all my secrets.”

People who once knew you deeply can become distant. It’s sad when they turn into strangers holding pieces of your past.

Recommended:

  • Doubt kills more

    Doubt kills more

  • Life is what

    Life is what

  • Anxiety is the dizziness

    Anxiety is the dizziness

  • Whatever you do never run

    Whatever you do never run

  • This life is mine

    This life is mine

  • Keeping a lot to myself

    Keeping a lot to myself

  • The worst kind of sad

    The worst kind of sad

  • Depression isn't a war

    Depression isn’t a war

  • Stress is simply the adaptation

    Stress is simply the adaptation