all out there blog

sometimes i fear that i won't live long. i fear that i wont be able to see the world. i fear that i won't be able to see what the world has to offer. i want to get up and leave but i take for granted what i have in front of me. the same trees in washington is here with me. the same people are here too. i don't have to leave to quick. rushing this is will make this pure impulse and not a meaningful experience.

we can’t be the victim all the time. we sometimes are the villain and are at fault. but accept it. it’s okay.

it’s crazy what one year can change. but i think we change every second. our bodies are producing new cells and i think that produces a “new” us.

the thought of my happiness being in my control scares me. what if my personal happiness hurts me.