soooooo boreddddd w/ my life.
I need a new one.
Why wait until my eighteenth birthday?
Why count on a “new year“‘s resolution?
EVERY DAY IS A NEW DAY.
I tell myself that all the time.
I repeatedly shove motivating things in my face everyday.
Does it ever stick?
I’m getting dressed and going outside.
or maybe I’m not getting dressed.
maybe I need the chills.
wake up my senses.
hum hum hum.