Please forgive her for the day its just the way the medicine makes her
I’ve been thinking a lot about the way my life is going and how it could have been different’ which often makes me depressed to know how I fucked up.. I continue to think, I make plans in my head of what I want to do and if its going to make me a better person morally, spiritually ,psychologically and I start to become hopeful that there is still a chance for a little bit of untainted happiness and peace of mind.. Its weird how all that can change in a instant. People are callous and unkind even children these days are cruel to one another. It disappoints me to know that there are people who’s heart are not strong enough to take the damage of words I wish I could stop it all; invent some kind of medicine that makes people simply forget. im sick of what I see going on around me knowing that I could be caught right in the middle and there be nothing I could do.. I wait for my minds wisdom to come up with some kind of logical reasoning to keep me sane..