Thursday, March 26, 2015

I can't wait to go back home. Everything around me feels like an uneasy, haunted dream of unstability that I can't wait to get out of. I don't see myself progressing around here. And with that, I don't have the drive or motivation driven by inspiration to make me want to fulfil things or be better.

It's just shit.

I repeat, shit.

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