I don’t know what to do anymore. What’s new.
What is stability, really. Is it something that can hold itself up okay, like a well structured building? Is it just a consistent and constant lifestyle? Well whatever the fuck it is, I want it. As the years go by, the seconds, the days, the minutes, the months come colliding together, and they make me realize I’m probably going to go no where in life. And the pathetic part is, I’m not...
Save me from myself.