I am a complete mess. I accept that. I love that.
I made a post going on about how much I hate myself, despise my loveless antics, all that jazz. But in all actuality, am I going to kill myself? No. Here’s why..
I love the unpredictability of life. Anything can happen. I can’t sit here and rush shit to just happen. Neither can you. I can’t fix any of you, I can’t fix me. But I’m accepting my flaws and I want to better myself. Not for any of you. But for me. I don’t care if the world hates me. If I never find love. […]