Giving up is the definite option.
Ok, I'm just going to continue typing until I decide to stop. By the way it is absolutely freezing. I don't know what exactly I'm supposed to do. I'm going to pretend I know what's going on but in truth I don't. I have so many things wrong with me. I don't like just sitting. I don't like the fact I'm vulnerable to them. Why? Why do I allow myself to be placed in such a situation in which I have no control. I have no idea what I'm doing sometimes. I just don't even know. Start over? No I can't. I already start over. It's called Drake.
Start over I can't start over. I wish I could, but it's not possible. It's just something I'm not allowed to do. Dang it. Pretend. That's the master of this entire play. I don't know what God expects from my life. Sometimes I just don't even want to know. But you know what. Here I am
Start over I can't start over. I wish I could, but it's not possible. It's just something I'm not allowed to do. Dang it. Pretend. That's the master of this entire play. I don't know what God expects from my life. Sometimes I just don't even want to know. But you know what. Here I am
