this is not a pity party
i realized something recently, in the fullest way possible. i am not someone who others think about. for a while there i had let myself believe otherwise. but i know now that it is my destiny to stick my neck out, to bend over backwards and have it not be recognized. you'd think that years of experience would have taught me this already, but some lessons take a bit longer to truly sink in.
i keep wondering if moving back home is really going to fix anything or if it's just going to be the same old shit but in a different place on the map.
oscar wilde said, "to live is the rarest thing in the world. most people exist, that is all".
i couldn't agree more.
i keep wondering if moving back home is really going to fix anything or if it's just going to be the same old shit but in a different place on the map.
oscar wilde said, "to live is the rarest thing in the world. most people exist, that is all".
i couldn't agree more.