Where you can never sleep because of noisy brain.No matter how tired you are. It's impossible to accomplish anything but lying here in bed. Frustrated and victimized at three in the morning.

We're all sinking in the same boat here. We're all bored and desperate and waiting for something to happen. Waiting for life to get better. Waiting for things to change. Waiting for that one person to finally notice us. We're all waiting. But we also need to realize that we all have the power to make those changes for ourselves.

I have no interest in maintaining a relationship with someone who didn’t love me enough to stick around.

Love isn't logical, or even our choice. Love chooses us. Sometimes things have to get worse before they get better.

Maybe but... if being impulsive means ruining other people's lives, then maybe I should just stay the same.

And there are a million possibilities. Like the possibility of going separate ways. Together.

Oh and P.S.? I am in dire need of more coffee. Industrial strength.