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I’m sorry if my Tumblr is too depressing/dark…
..It’s actually my happy thoughts. Whatever I post, is my mood.
I may leave, but I’ll come back, I promise.
It’s someone I still wanna come back to. You ever see so much potential in something or someone, half the time you don’t know what it is, but the mysteriousness about it makes you know you know; something you don’t know? It’s like, I can be wrong but, life is all about learning. You aren’t finished learning until you’re dead. The timing of my life now is just, all over the place, nobody has the right sort of time that we want. But, I have to keep my word. I’ll keep it. And if I’m wrong, I can’t even knock myself. I just know if all bad intuitions are usually always right, then why should I ignore the good intuitions? Life may continue the second I’m gone, but that grim thought of hope, builds stability for the mind. You know?
