We could wait all night for the fireworks.
I haven't written in my journal for a long ass time. It's funny how time really does change everything.
In my last post, I was a completely different girl, I thought differently, I acted differently...
Now here's the better statement.
Am I a worse person than I was before?
or have I bettered myself?
"confess all the faith that I had in you,
it's too late...Im sure.
Cause it's another night, another dream wasted on you."
I know, months from now, I'll look back at this post and think just how stupid I've been wasting so much time on things and people that don't deserve a single second wasted on them. Just like I did a few moments ago, as I re-read my earlier posts.
I know I am not this person.
But right now, the cycle just doesn't seem to be breakable.
In my last post, I was a completely different girl, I thought differently, I acted differently...
Now here's the better statement.
Am I a worse person than I was before?
or have I bettered myself?
"confess all the faith that I had in you,
it's too late...Im sure.
Cause it's another night, another dream wasted on you."
I know, months from now, I'll look back at this post and think just how stupid I've been wasting so much time on things and people that don't deserve a single second wasted on them. Just like I did a few moments ago, as I re-read my earlier posts.
I know I am not this person.
But right now, the cycle just doesn't seem to be breakable.