My 20th year of existence was not cool. It was the year where my mom wasn't well and I had the knee thing, so not very cool, yet I managed to get a decent grade in college and cut my hair. However my 21st year, which ends this July the 5th, was full of anxiety and disappointment in myself, yet still full of new knowledge, and I also cut my hair again😹. I hope that next year would be gentle and easy and will allow me to grow and prosper and accomplish my small goals. I hope by the end of this year I and everyone else are in better circumstances and that the racist people are cured and that everyone is trying to accept one another a bit more.
Hope you're well and healthy🌸 please have faith that all will be well Insha'Allah and have courage to speak up for the weak✊🏻love y'all🤟🏻
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My Journal
RandomThis is my diary. I write here because I can't bring myself to make a physical journal , so if you wish to read it then read it. I'm going to track all of my goals and mental state in this just to achieve my goal of being more aware of my self and t...
