THE BLONDE

nobodies coming for me to save me, and nobody is coming for you either

metimes i honestly get tired of having to march forward! it feels like my combat boot sunk into mud the consistency of quicksand sometimes. doing things out of others expectations and needs, it can feel like you rarely have a chance for yourself!

i always remind myself that the present isnt gonna wait for me, and the longer i keep myself in the past, the worse the catchup is gonna be. i have to go with it despite my want to sit down and pause things, its not gonna wait for me

ive found myself taking things as they come these days, inviting things to come and letting them pass if i dont like them. it's given me peace from worrying so much, things need less care than you think sometimes

but do remember, you're as good of a person as you can be for marching forward. for taking the initiative to help others too. reserve for yourself of course, but, too many folk are heartless bastards these days i think. don't make it worse

and anyone who ever had a brain wouldnt stand out in the rain

or keep it up for very long just to prove somebody wrong