It’s hard to accept life sometimes. I hate when you feel your life going so smoothly and suddenly starts to tumble downwards and you can’t keep up with everything. I hate when you drift and end friendships with people you once couldn’t imagine you living without. I hate nights when I feel alone, and nights where I feel like I really need to talk to someone but can’t because you can’t just toss your trust around. I hate the fact that people will always come and go when you least expect it. I hate when events in your past seem to constantly reoccur to the point where you’re either used to it or even scared to have it continue any further. But fuck, ‘it’s life’.

I hate waking up with no reason to get up. Knowing that I don’t have many things to look forward to and knowing that it’s all the same routine, just a different day. I need that extra spark in my life right now. Some type of motivation; the type that makes me wake up right before my alarm, the type that get’s me to get ready as fast as possible, the type that pulls me right off me bed letting me hear that voice in my head saying, “It’s time! It’s time!” My life is ready for something new. I’ve been waiting so damn long for it to come through, but here I am… Laying in bed… Just waiting.

Somewhere in the midst of talking to someone, there’s always that one person who just stops. They just cut the communication forever. This is basically why I never expect anything out of someone because we can never finish what we started.

It’s hard to accept life sometimes. I hate when you feel your life going so smoothly and suddenly starts to tumble downwards and you can’t keep up with everything. I hate when you drift and end friendships with people you once couldn’t imagine you living without. I hate nights when I feel alone, and nights where I feel like I really need to talk to someone but can’t because you can’t just toss your trust around. I hate the fact that people will always come and go when you least expect it. I hate when events in your past seem to constantly reoccur to the point where you’re either used to it or even scared to have it continue any further. But fuck, ‘it’s life’.

I hate waking up with no reason to get up. Knowing that I don’t have many things to look forward to and knowing that it’s all the same routine, just a different day. I need that extra spark in my life right now. Some type of motivation; the type that makes me wake up right before my alarm, the type that get’s me to get ready as fast as possible, the type that pulls me right off me bed letting me hear that voice in my head saying, “It’s time! It’s time!” My life is ready for something new. I’ve been waiting so damn long for it to come through, but here I am… Laying in bed… Just waiting.

Somewhere in the midst of talking to someone, there’s always that one person who just stops. They just cut the communication forever. This is basically why I never expect anything out of someone because we can never finish what we started.

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