Change is on the cards, but this time it will be hard
I've been reading voraciously. With my hot speed-reading skills, I can read a novel of average length in about 4 hours. During the day, I read non-fiction, whereas the night is reserved for more frothy endeavours. I will gladly take book suggestions in the comments.
I wish I had two paths that I could follow
I'd write the ending without any sorrow
There's been a lot of good lately, a whole lot of good. I can't decide whether it's me or whether karma's finally decided to give me a break. Maybe a bit of both?
My face looks like mine in every photograph. There is calm in every encounter, and looking to the future doesn't seem scary or dour all of a sudden. Nothing seems impossible, except for the bad things I've left behind.
I'm trying to get a feeling from the city
But I've been unfaithful
I've been travelling abroad
In conclusion, I like boys. And books. And soon, New York, New York, which I'll hopefully like as well.