Was so close in ending this shit off today. This is why I hate being at home. It just brings all this negativity to me.
Every test I make in trying to convince myself on whether or not to talk to you, it always falls and ends up telling me to. Why can’t I just get you out of my mind or stop wanting to talk to you.
Often enough we find out how powerless and how little control we have over ourselves and our lives. We can’t control human nature; we can’t control how people feel about us. We can’t even control how we want to feel about ourselves half the time.
Sometimes we take so much time trying to capture and perfect something that we actually forget to take the time to enjoy and appreciate it.
It must feel nice for someone to miss you for once.