I don’t really know how much longer I’ll be here but I had a decent time.
Never believe that it’s too late to find what will push you forward. No matter how long you feel like you’ve been standing still. Life always shifts. And provides.
Sometimes it will be enough. Sometimes it won’t. It’s worth finding out which it will be. Never believe that you are alone and that you cannot push forward. You are everything. Made up of stars, sea and air. Everything you see that’s beautiful, is you. Even when you lose all hope, faith, and will, never lose trust in that.
I aware that this is selfish. It’s the only thing I could think to do for myself. For as long as I can remember peace has never come easy, or at all. I don’t know what’s going to happen from here honestly but I am sure you will all be better served by my memory than whatever dramatic fucked up shit I could think of while I was here.
I know this means I’ll be back. But I’m more okay with that than staying here like this now.
Utter emptiness and failure.
I tried so hard to be better for all of you. You will never know how much I truly love you. In the sick pathetic way that wants to see you succeed at my detriment. If that’s what it takes to give you the world.