soeffinhappy

I can't seem to figure things out. Am I backsliding? Forward sliding? Am I bashing my head against the wall or the wall against my head? In six days I turn 25 and I'm miserably ashamed of how little I've accomplished with my life. I keep telling myself that things will get better but will they? Do I have to see everything I want or need snatched away at the last second?


Fuck you. No one reads this dumb bullshit anyway.