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something big is going to happen, i feel. but i don't want to say anything about it before i am absolutely sure.
i hate this anticipation. why can there be no bullshit, why can't everything just be quick and to the point?
i am like a silly teenaged girl. wanting, wanting, wanting. waiting. falling. breaking. i want this to be right, i need for this to happen. right now.
never settle for contentment, always rebel. never be satisfied with too little. rip out and destroy everything. come out on top.
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