there's so much shit involved that no one can prepare you for. words
never suffice for anything, i've learned that. and for some reason.. i
want to be a writer. the best writers make you feel something, writers
are supposed to have their words suffice. hmm..
i have shed so much of myself already this year. it feels good. i am
putting all of the bullshit in my life aside. feelings i have felt
before are slowly fading, creating something new for me to experience. i
am slowly learning to accept the things i cannot change and finding the
strength to fix the the things i can.. and knowing the difference. as
much as it hurts, the truth will always unfold. it's up to you to know
when to stay and when to get your shit together and walk away from
it..whatever it may be.
i lost a friend this weekend. she said some really shitty things
to/about me. and for a while.. i was angry with her. but it settled and
though we are no longer friends.. i am no longer angry. the energy it
takes to hold grudges drains you.. i hate nor regret anyone or anything.
all happens for a reason. it's only a mistake if you dont learn
something.
life is too short. i am selfish but... that is okay. i will never be
eighteen again. this is the time where i'm allowed to be selfish. if you
want a part of me, you may never get it. love is nothing to search for,
it's just something you stumble upon. i will never search for love. i
will not change myself nor settle.
i am in love with the future ahead.
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