Procrastination. A word in which I have been taking a little too literal lately.

Wow. This year has been crazy, seems to me as if it all flew by in a blur. But now I'm left confused... and scares me. See, the past few months I haven't really been up to much good. My relationship, gone. My thoughts, confused. My friends, distant. And me, I haven't a clue.

I've been trying to get ahold of my past self in order to reconnect with the happiness I once had. The life in which I succeeded the ability to have fun and I hadn't a care in the world. However currently, still not having a care in the world yet at the same time having too much cares, I find that I am pretty much stuck in some sorta alternate universe, light years away from human existence.

All I can do now is pray that one day soon I'll wake up with the past buried somewhere deep into the core of my crazy nightmare of a world and be able to move on feeling content with a long, happy life ahead of me. Thanking the universe for the future (to which I still have hopes for). 

*virtual hugs* xoxo

2016 starts here.

I'm so sick of waiting for things to come; not being able to enjoy times; falling apart and pushing away... 

Life should be filled with moments we enjoy.

Take advantage of the things we have and appreciate all that comes.

Even if it's all shit, we have the capability of pulling ourselves out of it, all it takes is one thing... strength.

We can't just sit around all day absorbing countless hours of effortless energy and expect something to happen. No. We have to get up, embrace all of what's around us and take control for ourselves. Failing first time doesn't mean we should just give up. Pick yourself from off the ground and try again until you succeed because success never comes without failure.