I think there are points in our lives where we just simply feel completely lost. Even when we have family and friends and things seem to be going well. There is just that time when you aren’t sure exactly where you are going or what you are suppose to be doing. And I guess, maybe just figuring it out is a part of what life is all about.

So much beauty and so much pain but not nearly enough time to balance them out.

My life is just a breakdown waiting to happen.

My birthday was pretty shitty. But a few good friends made the day worth pushing through. 

I can’t sleep at night because I sit up thinking about you and it is the most frustrating thing in the world because I know I can’t have you or tell you how I feel.

Can I quit?

No one ever wins at life. You try your hardest, hope it works out, and then you die waiting.

A lot of people won’t want to listen to you, but that doesn’t mean you should stop talking. 

Today, I will make something beautiful.

All those things I hated about my mom, I’ve turned into.