From my late night keyboard
I am young. I am wild. I am still learning. I am a perceiver. I am not a judger. I believe with all I got. I have changed. I expect too much. I do make mistakes. I start each day with a smile. This is just me trying to make sense of the world.
Something’s can’t be explain or fully understood. Just pick yourself up, put a smile on your face and pretend like nothing’s wrong. One day years from now hopefully it all makes sense and these decisions you are slowly suppose to be the ones I’m suppose to be making
That feeling in the pit of your stomach when you’re losing your beat friends and all you can do is sit and watch…
That insane moment you start to second guess your decision… Oh Jesus! Maybe I really don’t want this!
(Source: littlepositivelife, via were-all-we-need)
“Memories are a way to keep the past alive, some are so painful we never want to visit them again. But a memory can also be a gift, something we can open again and again to fill ourselves with happiness. And sometimes a moment becomes a memory the instant it’s happening, because it’s so true, so pure, and so significant, you want to capture it forever.”
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