“The years between eighteen and twenty-eight are the hardest, psychologically. It’s then you realize this is make or break, you no longer have the excuse of youth, and it is time to become an adult – but you are not ready.”
– Helen Mirren (via imnotchaste)
I want me.
I’ve got no family I’ve got no friends. I’ve got a place to be but is that the way I’m supposed to be? I’ve done some wrong and I’m realizing this 4 steps in. The water is brisk and the sky is a tad darker. “Don’t get lost”, that’s all I’ve ever wanted, but not this way. I was always where I could have ever wanted to be. Just there. The chaos of it all was the best thing I could have asked for. It hurt but I felt. Clean slates and perfection. Not me. I hate perfect, I want my mess. Some one understanding and a warrior to fight with me, a love who can read my brain, I’m far too ridiculous for you. Nothing is perfect and I don’t ever want to try to make it that way. Flying fish and disco biscuits, Lucy and her dancing mushrooms. BAHAH how long could this possibly last?
#colombians #fucked up #decisions #wtf happened #perfection #lmfao #life is a joke #play with it #imgonnawatchpornnow
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