Well, this weekend had been pretty suck-ish. Why you may ask? Well, it was one of those weeks where everything got a little too overwhelming, everything began to stop making sense. I didn’t want to have to go backwards into my past, not even for a second, no matter how bad my heart wanted it. But, I did. I was faced with a situation where impulse was all I had. Do I regret it? I’m not sure. What I do regret is letting myself get into such a position.
I am sixteen. I have so much left to live for, and there’s no time in sitting around my house wishing I was doing something. It’s time to DO SOMETHING. I have found it so hard to pull myself up out of these places, these horrible, dark places, but it has been done, and it can be done again…
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