I hate how the devil literally tries to portray thoughts in my mind, and that I have the most ridiculous dreams ever. The dreams that will leave you holding onto something you need to let go of. I’m just sick of being in this stupid situation. I want to just leave Michigan and all these memories because they literally can ruin my day. I’m sick of it. I’m sick of putting myself out there and realizing what a complete idiot I am. I’m regretting everytime I even disobey what I told myself I wouldn’t do, even the short words. Because it doesn’t even matter. I don’t even matter.
I hate how I hang onto every hopeful word—leaving me nowhere. I hate knowing that I can tell you’re truly interested/pursuing someone else. I hate feeling like this, when I don’t deserve to. I hate how much of my heart I gave away. Because if I knew it’d be like this, I wouldn’t haven’t even started. I’m so stupid. I’m sick of being sad.
This next week will be different, and I’m excited to just get on with life. And I’m excited for the 23rd/24th morning to just be over with.
Just get me out of Michigan..