This fucking overly optimistic bullshit feeling I have going on in my head at the moment. I seriously can't seem to get over this urge to want to do cartwheels and cry. Tears, because I want to cry about really feeling this serenity that I never thought I could ever feel. This peace of mind knowing it's my mind playing tricks on me and how to be aware and over come them.
I get that there's always going to be a big motherfucking black hole of ignorance there and that working towards a better me.. more educated, being as physically fit as possible, and changing with the times/adapting to the situation/be the water to your vessel of torment.
Knowing that I can overcome these things, allows me to move forward even when it seems like I'm not at times...
My motherfucking schedule... it's frustrating but remember you are but nothing to the universe not even a speck but yet here you are. Don't set your time tables in stone.. be as flexible as you need/have to be..
I truly feel as if I have emerged from the proverbial cocoon... but I still am not at the adult stage.
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