They stab you in the back… πŸ”ͺ then hand you the mirror. πŸͺžAnd somehow you’re the villain? πŸŽ­πŸ‘€













Trying your best and still losing hits different. πŸ–€













This is what emotional maturity looks like. πŸ–€











Find someone who claps when you win. πŸ‘πŸ–€













Growth feels lonely when you outgrow people. πŸ‘€