letting go...
Spent most of my day questioning my own moral compass. Got some great words from some amazing friends. Feeling better, ready to forget things and people and stuff, answered the call of the she-devil Whiskey. She's an evil temptress, that one. She makes you feel great, invinceable even, then, creeps up on you in the wee small hours and makes you question everything all again. No time for questioning. Must rest. Interview tomorrow. My future may be closer than I think. We'll see. Not worrying about that either. Worrying about nothing but thinking about everything, just trying to live, survive, be decent, smile. All I can do. I will be fine without You. Might be better with You, but that's apparently never been my decision anyways, not any of you. So, I rely on the only one I can ever truly count on: me. Just need to be the best me I can be. And for anyone who might have a problem with me, whether deserved or not, they can go fuck themselves. I am my greatest critic and will feel bad for the things I deem faulty. I refuse to feel bad for the things you deem faulty in me just because i don't follow your course, your patterns. I should accept the things i cannot change. Lesson learned. Something to work on. I will never betray myself. And I will never betray what/who is in my heart. All others can fall by the wayside and I'm okay with that. It's not cold, it's logical. I can't say I'm sorry if I'm not...