The begin of my mental meltdown
I hate virgos. They let me fall in love then they leave
happy birthday, Granddad. I miss you. I hope you’re okay. Do you hear me when I say good morning to you? I hope so.
I love you.
I feel so lonely at times. You keep me sane enough. No one really understands. Maybe I’m just crazy. Maybe my standards are too high. Maybe no one gives a fuck about anyone except themselves. Life.
Can you see me? Hear me? Give me a sign.
I’ll make you proud.
If you can hear me i love you more.
24 years, 24 roses, just 24 hours
I miss you. Happy Birthday
We live in an answer based society. Teachers teach you how to answer question, not question answers. Students who asked questions are seen as one who don’t understand when actually they get it the most because they are reacting and thinking deeply. Questions create innovations and creativity. Answers produce growth but not individuals.
I’ve got 99 problems and my inability to self motivate is causing every single one of them.