although i am horribly depressed and tend to have a closet “woe is me” attitude, i am inspired and hope that some day i can grow up. i don’t mind having responsibilities because for my whole life outside forces or excuses supplied by myself have prevented me from accepting any kind of responsibility. i am messy, unhealthy, i procrastinate, i don’t pay any of my bills except car insurance, i cut corners etc. etc….
but i want the chance to be my own person and pay for my things and have a space of my own. i want to go places and be successful and tell the past to go fuck itself because i am better. there is always hope….i have to remind myself of that more often.
button
