hawksley

I realized last night, as I smoked my last cigarette and began to walk home... I'm always searching for something, but never let anything search for me. I fear that nothing will happen if I wait for things to find me, but content might come from that.

I've also been writing a lot... it's funny though, because when I first started writing...I did it to escape reality, but reality seems to be sneaking its way into my work... weird.

Also, I've been having really weird yet reassuring dreams lately. The people in my dreams let me know that everything is okay... and yeah, it makes me think that not everything is fuct.

July 2nd! and I love you