Present.Past.Future.

Screaming on top of my lungs in my head

There are some things that I do for others that I don’t expect a thank you for. I get satisfaction from doing the gesture on its own.

Then there are the other things, the simple things that mean a great deal to me that I do and they are turned unnoticed.

I’m frustrated and left feeling under appreciated.

Thank god for working out.


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