and who am i to say
holy shit this is all so fucking surreal. it seems like something id read about its so cliche and trite and i hate it and love it and am not sure what the fuck to do with it. im pretty sure tho that i am a terrible and wonderful person and this is all so fantastically fucked up that something pretty bigs gonna go down. i realized i really dont look back. i mean i acknowledge what im losing and what im giving up and consequences but i dont dwell on shit. thats prolly a fault, but my eyes are really just always fucking glued forward.
errrrrrrrghu
errrrrrrrghu