"I don't have the time, and I don't have the patience..."
I need to find a place. I’m going to find a place. a place to write it all, and be real, and honest, and I’m not going to be afraid of my own words in others minds anymore. I need to find myself… or, create myself? something about doing and being more than here. to do that I have to buckle down a little and deal with the need.
"But everybody knows that a broken heart is blind."
I have a bad feeling. I have a feeling of not being good enough. I feel like that’s normal seeing as from here on out the future is unknown and I’ll be thrown right in the middle of it. I just hate not feeling good enough. I don’t feel good enough for anyone.
I wish I could be the type of person I want to be. you know, pretty, have money, have car, be successful. I don’t know. I just don’t like who I am right now.
I'm about to fucking lose it.
“It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, remember that.”
this is the hardest thing for me. all I want is to be with you. being able to call you 'mine' made all of this worth while. but the most important thing to me is seeing you happy. your happiness comes before mine. if that means I have to be broken hearted, so be it. I just want you to be happy. if you ever want me, I’ll be waiting. I love you more than anything. please just know and remember that.
“What we always fear and loathe becomes of us,
Repay the visit of our loss, reset the marks again.
The turning point seems to be holding on.
Sands of ages and the stars above -
everchanging as the same hearts beat, repeating ‘til the end.
Seas of slander and the soil we walk -
everchanging as the same hearts beat.
It ends up all the same.
The sail that never knew the wind, barren and lost,
our wrecks these shores will never reach, a trek on darker trails.
Let days be done (let days be done),
it takes forever.”
Repay the visit of our loss, reset the marks again.
The turning point seems to be holding on.
Sands of ages and the stars above -
everchanging as the same hearts beat, repeating ‘til the end.
Seas of slander and the soil we walk -
everchanging as the same hearts beat.
It ends up all the same.
The sail that never knew the wind, barren and lost,
our wrecks these shores will never reach, a trek on darker trails.
Let days be done (let days be done),
it takes forever.”
...in the end, everybody's like YOLO and I'm here like... damn.
