You know what?
I'm tired.
That's all. I'm just tired.
Anything else I wanted to get off my chest I wrote in a private entry last night. So there's nothing I need to say here right now.
This is the end of this journal. I've recorded my life in here for the last four years. When I look back, I read about things that make me laugh, cry, smile, frown, and so on and so forth. I have made decisions in my life, some good and some bad. Everything in my life that has happened has made me into the person I am today. I know that there are people who accept me for I am and there are others who don't accept me for who I am. To those who accept me for who I am, I'm glad that you do. I really am. And to those who don't accept me as a person, well... I can't really say that I'm sorry, actually. I was, but then what's the point in that? Because good, bad, or indifferent, I'm PROUD of the person I am today. Everyone can disagree and talk shit about me all they like, but it's not going to change me or make things better; it's only going to be a waste of their breath.
I'm probably going to get a new journal. And possibly a new screename. I'll get back to everyone on that. And eventually, this journal's probably going to be deleted even though I never wanted to do something like that. But it's about time for me to move onto the next part of my life and completely let go of the past. There's no good dwelling on it anymore. I've come to far to fall down now. Prices have been paid and I've lost things, but it makes me stronger. I know that for a fact. I've been through Hell and back. I'm done with being brought down by the wrong people. I choose to grow as a person.
I'm so tired.
That's all. I'm just tired.
Anything else I wanted to get off my chest I wrote in a private entry last night. So there's nothing I need to say here right now.
This is the end of this journal. I've recorded my life in here for the last four years. When I look back, I read about things that make me laugh, cry, smile, frown, and so on and so forth. I have made decisions in my life, some good and some bad. Everything in my life that has happened has made me into the person I am today. I know that there are people who accept me for I am and there are others who don't accept me for who I am. To those who accept me for who I am, I'm glad that you do. I really am. And to those who don't accept me as a person, well... I can't really say that I'm sorry, actually. I was, but then what's the point in that? Because good, bad, or indifferent, I'm PROUD of the person I am today. Everyone can disagree and talk shit about me all they like, but it's not going to change me or make things better; it's only going to be a waste of their breath.
I'm probably going to get a new journal. And possibly a new screename. I'll get back to everyone on that. And eventually, this journal's probably going to be deleted even though I never wanted to do something like that. But it's about time for me to move onto the next part of my life and completely let go of the past. There's no good dwelling on it anymore. I've come to far to fall down now. Prices have been paid and I've lost things, but it makes me stronger. I know that for a fact. I've been through Hell and back. I'm done with being brought down by the wrong people. I choose to grow as a person.
I'm so tired.