what the hell am i doing with myself,
and did i just fuck up possibility of growth in my life once again?
i need to wake up.
liquor soaked nights.
and when i close my eyes that final time,
all i want is to know that i had moments of truth and love.
i don't need to possess something for it to bring me joy.
the greatest things in life cannot be held or even claimed.
it's the intangibles that make the greatest impact.
be real, be kind, and most of all...love.