Its been one of those weeks,something like a good cup of coffee wid d wrng amts of sugar...its been back to thinkin abt patience n waitin..spendin tym lookin out for memory on every street in every dream,in d middl of d day wen u r nt doing wat u r supposed to. u know,i'm nt a perfect persn.i cry occasionally,laugh nonstop smile wen m happy ,love my frnds n hate ppl who judge me. I cant pick myself back up most of d tym bt i try...got d best of frnds bt i still get into fights with dem.m way too hard on myself...bt dats just me.. Knwin dat der r betr thngs in lyf than being lonely or bitter or self-conscious...go out der knwin dat u mayb badly bruised bt it will always heal...even if u dont want it to,it keeps going. Trying hard to make sense of things bt i hav no clue wat to fix.