Damn my lack of motivation.
There are so many things I want to do, so much I have planned for the future, so many adventures just waiting for me to venture. I know that for a lifetime of happiness, all I need to do is have 2 years of commitment; two years of dedication; just two years of suffering. Just two more unbearable years.
I just don’t think I can do it.
I need to practice confronting people
I want to be that friend
that you can talk to when you don’t know what to do;
the shoulder you can cry on when you’re having problems;
the one you don’t even have to think twice about to come talk to;
I want to be the friend that you know will always be there for you.
Maybe it’s just the sunny weather but life is awesome.
You can sit there and cry for hours, but nothing will change.
(Source: itsjustmichelleee, via whattupcindy)
I’m trying so hard to be happy again.
Every time I’m almost there, it’s like the world can sense it. It’s as if the world might explode if my happy to sad ratio is even the slightest bit skewed to the right.
