i think back to the things i will leave behind, at this tender age of 26, and wonder what people would remember about me, its the things that we leave behind, or the memories shared that get us threw things, i think im at a crossroads of short. its time to stop acting like i cant change anything, it all starts here, it all starts tonight, there i no fucking reason why things cant change for me, tired of being single, just to afraid to get hurt. idk i think i have to move away to really be happy, i need a better job, and i need something to look forward to. stuck in a rut and not going anywhere. i want up.