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It’s to fucking hard for me to know what exactly I want, because right now I dont. Things my be a clear as crystal, but right now its just not molding right. At times I wanna just vent and keep venting, but there’s no one to vent to. I feel as no one will understand what I’m trying to say here.
You never know what life is going to hand to you. You look back and reflect on what you did over the years. People come people go, but you just never know who will stay in your life. But why do we hold on to these things we care about. Do we love them or do we hate them. We just do what we wanna do, that’s why life is unexpected