i’m done trying to please others.
i’m done trying to set a “good” example for the whole world to see.
Losing myself by trying to fit a mold isn’t worth it.
I dont want to be a copy of a copy of a copy…
I wish i realized sooner. so i can save myself all these doubts and heart aches.
I don’t care if i mess up.
I’m not afraid to show that im a mess.
I am a mess. im friggin nineteen.
so what? I’m just making memories.
Let’s be realistic here…
I dont want to look back one day and be like “damn, i was so perfect. i didnt even screw up one bit”.
How boring and dull is a life such as that?
As long as i take care of my responsibilities and i dont kill anyone in the process, I think thats already a huge accomplishment.
Who cares if people look down on me and think about me in a bad way?
As long as i love myself and surround myself with people who truly loves me.
It doesn’t matter.
And, if people don’t understand.
I’m perfectly imperfect.