I’m in the sort of mood where I want to sit outside in the rain and let it take away all my feelings. Not that what I am feeling is new, or unusual, or bad in anyway. I just need to get stuff out. More and more everday, I realise that I hide what I really want and how I really feel out of the fear of what? That people will hate me? That it will be too much trouble?
I often forget that at the end of my journey, it’ll be me and my thoughts. I’m not going to care about what anyone ever thought of me, or how much trouble I caused them or any of that shit. I’m going to measure my life in the happiness I experienced and moments that changed me. So fuck them all, I’m important too sometimes.
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