Hi, it’s me again
You thought I wouldn’t be back?
Sometimes we spend more time avoiding a problem than it takes to actually implement a solution.
If I enjoy doing something, and it’s healthy for me…why won’t I do it?
I make up rules that I expect you to follow, but I have no idea why I’m creating them.
The reason why it’s ending isn’t because one of us did something wrong, but rather, because one of us did something right.
I want you, still. Always. And still. I ache about this after every cycle of failed reconnection.
I have nothing to lose because I have nothing. I can only go up from here…maybe, idk, except I am nothing.
If you have a passion and a pleasurable hobby, what prevents you from pursuing it?
Listen to your ideas. Act on them. If it’s stirring something up, create.
Netflix. Food. Instagram. Book. Food. Netflix. Netflix. Tumblr…Agh! The stimuli.
An urg, again. The desire to write deeply and passionately is constantly fleeting and coming back.
The points they made could barely cross the bridge; However, I see how to link this ridge.
Impressing others seems to be more important than impressing ourselves these days
Yes, it’s true that he was indecisive.
The pulling force from the opposite end,
Made our relationship do a little bend.
Has she been lying to people this entire time?
Goodness, I hope not.