more of the insignificance

On my mind - too much to mention... but my inspiration: I know a girl, she puts the color inside of my world. But she's like a maze, where all of the walls all continually change

I am at a cross road, one that is neither pleasant or full of things that aren't hurtful.  I have decisions to make, I have influences that I don't need and didn't intend to have, and people in my life that I allow to have way too much of me when I don't matter to them.

I am fed up with chaos and drama and I keep walking right back into it.  Maybe it's the company I keep.  Maybe it's that I wear my heart on my sleeve.  Maybe I just miss being carefree. Maybe it's my karma.

And I know that it's my life and that I get out of it what I put into it, and that I make my own happiness and so on, but right now - all I can say is fuck all of that cliche bullshit.  I am tired of having to re-do my make up.

I tattooed 'Her mouth speaks from that which fills her heart' above my heart to remember to always be honest about how I feel.  Not serving me well right now. Eventually all of the pieces will fall into place and I will find my happy.

I just have to keep doing me, and forgetting about who and what hurts me and what everyone else thinks.