Maybe I’ve been masking the inevitable, maybe I’m just living life as if it were a fairy tale, maybe there is nothing wrong. But in reality, I. Don’t. Know. Anymore. (Yeah, all of that looks like jumbled nonsense. haha)

I’m not sure how much I’m willing to post, or whether I should write anything at all, but these internal and external conflicts are making my life more convoluted than I’d like it to be… Bah, whatever. I’ll figure it out. I sound like a fool sitting here complaining. It’s time to make things happen.

“The ones who make it complicated never get congratulated”