Thing’s are good.

These past few weeks have been good. Really good. For once in my life, I don’t feel like a boring down-in-the-dumps person. I feel good. I feel happy.

Besides my endless boy troubles, things have been great for me. I’ve been traveling a lot, which is good for me. When I stay at home for a certain amount of time, I begin to feel miserably lonely and it gets to my head and I become depressed. It’s good for me to get out of the house and out of my town for a while. I’ve been constantly moving for almost a month now. 

I do have my little mental breakdowns every now and then, but they usually end by the morning and I move on. Although, whenever I have my little meltdowns, it feels like the world is crumbling in on me and I lose myself for the night. I turn into a puddle of sadness and anxiety. But that’s because I have issues. I’ll always have issues.

Tonight, I am going to a little “party”. It’s a school related event, but I’ll be with some of my best friends who I haven’t seen since the beginning of June. My friend is supposed to pick me up any minute now.

I try not to think about the sadness inside of me. Recently, a bunch of shit has been happening in my life, and surprisingly, I am dealing with it well. Maybe that’s because I’ve been so busy and none of the shit has actually hit me, but I prefer it to be that way. I don’t want to deal with it. I don’t want it to get to me.

I need to finish getting ready, but I thought I’d update a little. I have so much more to write, but I will save that for later–when I have time. Thanks for reading.

Song of the entry: I’m sorry (feat. shiloh) by Swell


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