maybe the mistakes we make in our lives are like an anchor holding us back. maybe, you just have to let go of all the mistakes you have made to become something worthwhile, just maybe.
seems like everyone’s got someone to hold these days…
mistake(s)
that feeling when you want something so bad. you get it. and boom, you don’t want it anymore.
i’m thinking that i’m just going to become nocturnal, i mean i might as well…
day 69 - trust is like paper, once it’s crumbled it can’t be perfect.
day 68 - i missed 11:11 by one minute last night. i guess that’s fates way of telling me that you’re just not worth wishing for anymore.
day 67 - but i can’t handle it when i turn off my nightlight.
day 66 - it all started with the genius who told you to make a facebook…
day 65 - what’s that? a hat. crazy, funky, junky hat.
day 64 - let’s runaway and don’t ever look back.
