I want to experience a genuinely content moment. My mind is clouded with daydreams of open fields, where no one gets any ticks on them, where the weather is just perfect. Not too cold, not too hot. When will I just.. Be? I want to create a beautiful moment in time, that may slip my mind, but I can always have at the perfect moment. I’m desperately clutching to memories and old habits, but maybe that’s the problem. At times I’m passive, other times no I’m slipping in to being a door mat. Emotionally speaking.

Ugh. I can’t stand this never ending shit storm of drama.

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. I’m done with chasing friendships.