I haven’t been on wordpress for a while. I forgot I even had an account. Reading my old post makes me seem so dramatic.
Overtime I realized that life is easy….It’s only as difficult as one makes it to be.
I lost my passion for writing, thought being my old self was silly, but ever since I knew how to write I kept writing everywhere. I wrote on walls, wasted tons of paper, etc. I don’t think I’m a great writer, but it’s the only way I can express myself and still remain sane.