claire bear

disregard my last post i am chill as a polar bear

I'm so fucking sick and tired. Time will pass regardless; every moment, good or bad, has to end. No matter how badly I want it to stop, it will pass. No matter how sweet the moment is, it will pass. No matter how much I regret it, I can't go back. How much I want to change all I have now. What you say and do matters. I could live til im 80, but you don't know if the person next to you will die tomorrow. Everyone needs to be fucking nicer, my god, you don't know how your words affect people, what you say matters. My bonds with the people around me are my purpose, like I don't get it's literally the only reason in still here. I don't have to fucking know what I'm doing with my life rn I can't. My purpose rn is to try to be happy, so why does life have to be so fucking difficult? I might actually be going crazy. Does no one else see that we can't do this? You got to try tho I am so beautiful and kind, and I have a good heart, and at the end of the day, that's all I have, so it's all I need.