Not much has happened since I last wrote in here. I finally registered for my fall classes. I am pretty excited for that. Although I have no clue how I am going to figure out how to pay for it. The struggle is real. I still haven't been able to land a job and my life sometimes feel like it is going to fall apart. I have been working on my poetry book, but not on any of my actual books. I really want to start writing again, but I never take the time to actually sit down and put my concepts into a story. I am mainly just trying to get my life together at the moment. Growing up no one ever told me life was going to be a bitch, but now I have learned that for myself. I just want to be happy. That is something I have searched for all my life and hopefully will find it before I die. I honestly do not have much to say today. I just felt like writing a little something. Until next time, hopefully the next entry will be exciting!
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After Senior Year.
Non-FictionJune 30th, 2014. My life has always been a mess. From bullies constantly pushing me to the ground to my family pulling me in so many directions I begin to fall apart. This isn't just about all the terrible things I've dealt with, but also the amazin...
