Saturday. One word, for you. Saturday. I am home bored alone talking on the telephone with my Aunt. Life right now is so not exciting. I am blessed to be living, but at the same time I am getting weary. I am tired of the same routine, living like an old woman. I just wish I would have started my adult life in a different manner. I wish I would have waited to be an adult, I wish I could embrace being a teenager, but at the age of 18 I decided I was grown. Living in the moment, thinking that love last forever. Well it doesn't. Now that I know that, I feel released, and I just learned this at the age of twenty3.
Released old baggage, now I'm more prone to new endeavors. Holding on to the past will leave you right there in the past. Which will inturn end an unparalleled future.