I feel like I should write a book based on my life... but it would be a very redundant book. It's just exhausting, because I'm tired of feeling like such a bad person, even though I haven't done anything. Or I guess, that's the problem, is I did something that gets me intro trouble unknowingly. I just hate being the cause of people's heart and headache.
It's just hard trying to find myself now that my brain is repairing itself and I have a new love for life. I want to be different than I was before. I want to bust out of my shell and experience people and places and opportunities I may never get again. I want to be heroic, shameful, studious, and all the things that are supposed to happen in college.
Tangent... I hate hurting those I care about, because I seem to be bugging everyone with a penis lately.
xx Fighting To Light The Way Marz
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