forgot that it was 3 am
texted my mom to bring home food
forgot i’m not at home
forgot where I am
forgot forgot forgot
it’s 3:25 and i’m hungry and cold
I guess what I was trying to say was that if for whatever reason the events in my life don’t end up how I want them too, I need to accept that. If I want something bad enough, of course I try to go out and get it, but I think there’s a point where a person needs to let go of whatever it is they wanted and move on. Because regardless, I do think some things just aren’t meant to happen but ey that’s just me.
what is my life without desperately wanting someone who will never want me back