I find it hard to chase goals. A lack of drive maybe? Or is it committing that’s the problem?? What if I regret my choice, I’ve already made so many of the wrong ones, you’d think I’d know how to make the right ones. Either way, right now, right here, is the worst place to be at for uncertainty.

The devil you know, or the one you don’t know…? I say why trust devils at all, I hope to find an angel one day, and maybe then it’ll reignite my soul.

-Ramblings of a nobody.