I never thought this would happen. Somehow, I've ended up the asshole. Have I learned nothing?
Still, no regrets. Time is the greatest teacher but it kills all of its pupils.
I cleaned a great deal of my bedroom today.
I truly believe clearing the clutter will further develop some sort of clarity in my mind.
While I know exactly what I'm fighting for, I don't know what I want.
My path to happiness is a self-destructive one.
Is this how it's supposed to be?
I need to read more books.
And even though I have to squint to see them,
I'm just glad I have goals in sight.