everything is everything.
everyone thinks they're on a non-stop party, with no idea when the party is going to come to a screeching hault. mine did, i snapped out of it. realized i have priorities. my parents might not be happy with the way i'm going (even though it's a better place then i used to be) but i sure i am. i don't need certain things to get me threw the day. the body addictions, the people and place addictions. i don't need it anymore. i just need to hear the music. everything will get better i know it, i know it. it makes me a stronger person everyday. things are going to get better. i might not be that smart, or pretty or anything but...i know it will get easier. i am blessed with everyday of health and love i get, and i cherish the moments i have with the people who mean most to me. at the end of each day i can look at myself in the mirror and say, "i survived." and i am a better person because of this. because i can keep going. i don't know where or when i will die, but when i do i will know that my life was worth while, even if no one remembers my name. i am at peace with my surroundings. thank god.