ponderponderponderponder
i should write something. i should put something out there. This week, this week was interesting. It was a good week-i havent had a good week in a long time. Hardly anything bad happened-
isn't it weird that i'm so used to people being broken that finding out a friend of mine is hurting, sad, depressed doesn't shock me anymore.
-and a few good things did happen. I don't know how long this will last. The sun is out, its warm, i have great friends and the greatest view in the world. What could go wrong.
Why do i tourture myself with thoughts about things that i cant change whyy don't i just accept things for as they are.
thats my goal-to accept myself and accept the past.
Cause, fuck, how am i supposed to live if i cant move forward.
i should write something. i should put something out there. This week, this week was interesting. It was a good week-i havent had a good week in a long time. Hardly anything bad happened-
isn't it weird that i'm so used to people being broken that finding out a friend of mine is hurting, sad, depressed doesn't shock me anymore.
-and a few good things did happen. I don't know how long this will last. The sun is out, its warm, i have great friends and the greatest view in the world. What could go wrong.
Why do i tourture myself with thoughts about things that i cant change whyy don't i just accept things for as they are.
thats my goal-to accept myself and accept the past.
Cause, fuck, how am i supposed to live if i cant move forward.
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