Week 7: Dar Es Salaam
You gotta see the artistry in tearing the place apart with me,
You’re are marvellous at what you do. Its nights like this where you can reflect on your accomplishments and not your “flaws.” I like to think those flaws are more like quirks anyhow. Much love from me dear.
I can’t be the reason you don’t progress anymore. We can’t grow together if you never grow alone. I can’t be your leg to stand on if you can’t manage, its not in me. I can hardly handle myself.
oh my soul.