How in the world is this going to work?
How can doing all this come to anything?
I don’t know. I really don’t know. I know that I’m happy here. I know that if this could last forever, I’d let it. I’m ok with change, but I don’t need to fight for it. It comes to me willingly like an obsessed lover. Anyways, the point is I’m so deep in uncertainty, I can’t even feel it anymore. And when I do, I know it’s when I’m focused on the wrong things. I’m going to make it. Not because I’m an underdog but because there’s something inside me. And I can’t really explain what that something is. Heck I don’t even feel comfortable talking about it. Let’s call it faith or hope or maybe even self love. I just know I’m sticking this one out.
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