The real thing

Today i spent reading all my old blogs. I have realised that in every blog i express either deep emotions or pointless thoughts. What is even the point? So many people walk in and out of my life and i am constantly thinking that "this time will be different" but people dont change, no one can fix your life, you have to do it on your own. I’ve never depended on other people, but when everything started to fall apart, I didn’t have the energy to pick the piece back up on my own. This seemed reasonable, but without realising it early, this was in fact causing more pieces to shatter on the floor. I’ve started to find myself again, and it feels amazing. Never again will I even consider to depend on someone else, to create my happiness for me. I’d like to take this time and space, to apologise to everyone I’ve ever hurt, and thank everyone for always being there. I’ve fucked around and I didnt care, for too long. Although, im so thankful because now I see the things that have always been nothing but a blur. When I’m old enough to forget about the tooth fairy and Santa clause, I’ll be old enough to believe in love. Until then, I’m happy and I’m young. JCR





Don’t let your past; distract you from your future.