Unhealthy infatuations. No longer will I be this way.
I just need to get into Ryerson already, the suspense is killing me. Are you trying to do that, ARE YOU?
I need to see change.




Photography competition this Tuesday. Wish. Me. Luck.

We are not human until we are human. I feel less alive then usual. I'm over this whole scene. I need to move forward. I cannot wait till that moment, and it's not for anyone else. Yes, I am being selfish and self centered which I am trying to become less of, but the more I want it the more I tend to brush that aside. It's sad. I'm sad. Regardless, we as humans, need motivations. I really wish you could go away, dark one. Go away and give me my life back. As much as I want you gone, I couldn't imagine a life without you.

Sincerely yours.