hungry. curry house sounds good but when doesn't it? too much cash in my wallet and i can't help but want to spend it. i'm happy and hopeful and fearful and overall just yeah. i have a text book on my bed i can't seem to open but goddamn karina you always do this.
procrastinator
lazy
motivated
fucking motivated
ready for a change
letting myself drift away from the negativity because really, i don't need that shit. i will give you the benefit of the doubt, i will trust you, i will be sad when you fuck with me, but don't expect me to mourn too long. moving on, happy again, change. i am not this sad wad of nothing i told myself i was. not anymore.
i have a lot of friends, but it's the good ones that count.
and i love them.