I need to not exist in a world of people I do not wish to exist in. I can let things go but only if those things will let me.
With reoccurring pasts these things I wish to forget are hard to get rid of.
I think it’s time for me to say fuck the world. I’ve given up on most things pertaining to self- aggrandizing expectations, mostly because the people that surround me are always crushing my dreams. It’s like I'm a tiny ant stuck to the bottom of a shoe. I’ve already been squashed but I'm not quite dead and this shoe has a large distance left to cover.
It’s time for me to put away my shame and finally live my life. Who else but me cares what I choose to do with myself?
I really wish I’d known what I wanted before I made the biggest decision in my life so far. It’s the only thing keeping me here.
Listening to: Drunks, Lovers, Sinners and Saints by Alexisonfire
Fact of the day: if it wasn’t for debt I’d have moved somewhere far from here long ago.
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