camouflaged.

this addiction is getting out of control. which one you ask? well there are many. running, art(ing), sitting in the hot tub daily, driving fast. its ridiculous.

another ridiculous thing? my wardrobe as of late. lately i have been in a serious funk. i always want to look at my best, however lately i just don't care. i want to wear clothes that are amazing, but then i wake up in the morning and have no motivation to put them on. it is really a travesty.

hopefully when spring and summer come around i will be motivated to wear something other than black and white things. i need heat right now. come on march, come sooner.

clinging to a cliff.

i swear sometimes songs come on the radio and lights turn red just to torture me. sometimes i think about wearing that same sweatshirt and a feeling comes over me. most of the time i get sick and tired of having no one to break down to for fear of making another person feeling unimportant.

the worst part about this whole thing is that i will never be able to forget. ill never be able to move on from that. some people will always buy the same shoes to run in because that's what they know fits. some people always wear the same brand of jeans because they know that they make their legs look thinner.

you'll most likely always be stuck in my head, but i promise you, i'll never see you again, and that's something ill have to live with the rest of my life.

one big circle.

here we go round the mulberry bush, the mulberry bush, the mulberry bush. here we go round the mulberry bush so early in the morning.

i have come to realize that i will never change. we will never change. we will hold grudges. we will never trust the ones who once betrayed us. the lies and affairs will outweigh the times where we couldn't imagine ourselves without each other.

we will burn bridges, build bridges, and maintain bridges. whatever. as long as i look and feel good doing it, i'll have no problem. so bring it on, ill lace up my vans, put on my jeans, and conquer this.