DONE.

Overwhelmed. Take control. Too much to do. We all have 24 hours. Is it worth it? There's only one way to find out. I'm in doubt. Aren't we all? I need to breathe, get me the fuck out of here. I don't have all the answers, but it's not guidance I need it's my own focus. 10:10 and still so much to do. I'm waiting for a bass drop on my life. I need that escape but I need new people to feel it with. I'm living a fallacy and the lie is starting to burn me. I know what I want, to the last bit, but it's going to take some time to get there. And I know when I get there it's going to be the most amazing time of my life. I'm contradicting myself but that's how it goes. We all have decisions to make, and we must stay strong. I'll be dead before I get caught up in the flow, I'm not going to let it happen and I'm sure of it. As for now. Fucking breathe. Done? Maybe not, it's only just begun.