Monday, March 1

take this sinking boat and point it home.

I suppose.

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I'm finally getting over myself, if you must know. I've grown quite tired and weary of ruining everything, not if I have to live through it for awhile longer.

Everyone has their issues. Maybe I was looking for closure, but I guess it's more a nice idea than a necessity.

Time helps. Music helps alot. Having people who don't just nod and smile politely, but understand in a way better than tea and sympathy probably makes it much better. Problems don't go away, and sometimes scars are paper-thin, but you either get busy living or get busy dying. And frankly, I guess I'm not ready for the latter.


. arigato .