Every year, leaves turn yellow and collapses. My clumsy being also turns yellow and collapse Ona a regular basis. Ergo; I am autumn leaf. The crunchy kind 🍂 ofc.
In 2022, I hope people don’t contribute to lowering your self-esteem. Instead, I hope you find people who see you for who you are, and who don’t label your insecurities as unlovable. you’re the rainbow glitter and the moonlight and the sunshine and
