I'm almost in the point in my life where years are too short to really enjoy your life but too long to go through it day by day. Waking up at the end of January just to see so much shit happening in the world sucks dude. I want to do what i want to do but society is quick to judge. I want to live my life to the fullest. Seeing people succeeding in what they love is so fulfilling. Anxiety is gone and I'm being myself. It's not that bad. Past still interferes but whatever, fuck that.
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Poetrylive your life in different ways a thought garbage can regarding me and the world credits to the owner of the cover picture woot woot
