I’m the weakest. I know myself quite well. To all these generic to change and to quit NY’s resolutions surfacing on my mind I knew one day I’d end up with regrets. Something like a little bit of push to a better version of myself might somehow be easier on my ears and quite easy to accomplish. Hard goals aren’t always my friend after all so that little push is effective, all because I’m weak.
Posted 2 years ago at 09:20pm
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