I went through old pictures tonight and I don't know the person in those pictures
and it hurt so so so much looking at the past
I feel like I'm such a nostalgic person
I can't explain the feeling I have right now, looking at the person in those pictures, knowing where I am in my life right now
i don't know what I'm trying to write right now
it just hurts so much
and I know things are going to change one way or another within the next few months and every morning there are a few moments when I wake up before my mind starts swarming with thoughts of how much I hate so much in my life and I am standing on a cliff and time is pressing up behind me and soon I will have no other choice except to jump out the ledge
anyways those moments in the morning are such bliss
maybe one day my life will feel like that longer than a few seconds in the morning












