This year was a gnarly one. Made friendships, lost some as well. Fell in love, then fell right back out. Even got kicked out of my house a few times by my worthless mother. I’m ready to move on, and, within a few more months, move out. I’ve learned a lot, ya know. Don’t care so much as to what others think of me, and I solidified my relationship with Christ just that much...
The course of true love never did run smooth.– William Shakespeare
Not The Most Composed Thing
When is it my turn? When do I get to sit back and cry? When do I get my turn to fall apart? When? When? When can I sit back And just watch the world Pass me by? When? When Can I release the pain Behind my eyes? When can I stop pretending? Stop acting like I’m fine? Because the truth is, I’m really not. I’d rather focus on Anyone’s life, But my own. When?...