"When your dreams turn to dust, vacuum." Musings of a confused 20-something year old. Hope you (yes, you) enjoy. With all my love.
"I’m the motherf**king Queen ‘lizabeth." Yes, you are. Beast.
"O Captain! My Captain!"
23. To a good year. Cheers.
"It’s sad that only my friends know how funny I am."
I get it. It’s exhausting. I know. But, see it from my perspective. Take a walk through my mind. Do you see it now? The repetition? The confusion? I ask myself everyday. I do. Why relive it? Isn’t it time to let go? But how? That is the biggest question of all. How? I’m tired of all of this myself. Wish I could escape it all. Truly, I do. It’s hard though. It’s like a film strip with a glitch - constantly running through my mind, over and over again. Repeating itself. Day and night. Night and day. There it goes. The same thoughts. The same memories. The same moments. My only hope is that freedom is approaching. It’s okay if these memories stay. I have to acknowledge and remember that this happened. And it is wonderful. I mean, it was wonderful. But I need to be free from this constant reminder of the way things were. Free from the clutches of these thoughts. Freedom. That’s all I can hope for. AYN.
Ugh. Um. Perfect. I’ll break up over and over again just for this song. Well, maybe.
"Regardless, he’s still a d*ck and I hate him."