If there’s anything I really really want, I just want to be emptied of worry and stress and weight, and filled with joy and I realized the reason why the people who are can be is because they let everything go. I need to let it all go. If people fuck their lives over, so be it. If I don’t get everything I want, whatever, at least I can learn to enjoy everything I have and get. I think what hurts the very most is that it’s those people bubbling over with joy and charisma and charm - as irresponsible and unreliable as they are - that get the credit. They’re the ones that get appreciated. I’m doing all of this to try and take care of everyone… and for what? To be forgotten? To be the after-thought? Forget all of this. From now on, I’m on a mission to purely enjoy.