i’m really sad about my decisions…
is it all for love though? in the end?
its this simple abstraction that’s got me wondering, is any of this really worth it? I’m worth it. I should be at least. And i’m just letting it slip away all for what? comfort? security? warmth?
Maybe i should just grow up and leave everything behind and recreate everything that i’ve wanted to recreate.
i’m regretting.
