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I graduate in 2 weeks. What’s up?

I’m at a point where I could choose to just feel sorry for myself and blame you for never changing and wallowing in the fact that we’ll never be the “us” that I always knew we would be.

But I’m not. I’m not mad at you and I’m not mad at me. Life doesn’t always give us what we want.

I have 10 months left here. I can’t decide if that’s too much time or not enough time but that’s 10 months to grow within myself and within my city. I feel like I’m finally starting to wake up.