nothing stays the same, or ever will. change is the inevitable cost of life. i try to change my location, i try to change myself, but in the end i don't decide change(life does.) i've gotten four more tattoo's since i was last on here, and life has hit me like a brick wall. i don't mind it so much, but only so much. i am a little bit worried now, because whenever i close my eyes i see images of things and people, that i don't know, in a skewed, vague way. i'm sleeping more, and that is supposed to be good, but i almost feel like there is something on the tip of my tongue, that is going to happen. who knows what it is, but i hope everything gets better. hell, i just hope. . .
don't rush. things will happen when they're good and ready to do so.