My previous post was about me thinking. About my life and my future. But I guess my brain wasn't up to that. My brain was more up to screwing me up. I wish I could go back in time and change some things. Change some friends (or maybe just change my path back in time so I wouldn't meet them), change the way my life is structured and organized, change, change, change. But then I get real and think about the future, about this shitty city I live in. I just want to do things I love to do. I want to leave and go somewhere and get inspired. I want to leave. I want to live my life without the troubles of life!
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