Side note 📓

Side note: I see why people can't find real love. They are always looking for "what can this person do for me?" Real love feels like comfort. Not what they can do for you, but how they can handle you (the REAL you) through good times, bad times, rich seasons, poor seasons, when you have all the ideas in the world, and when you have no clue or motivation. In that journey is how you find real love. Not what they can do for Big Moma. CAN YOU HANDLE BIG MOMA?!