My head was in my hands because I ruthlessly pursued a friendship and a dream. I guess my intensity and fussiness bothers people. But I cannot stop. I cannot slow down. And, quite frankly, I do not want to. I vowed to pursue my dreams. And, the clock is ticking. I will be impatient. I will get drunk. I will fuck. I will cry. Wherever and whenever I want. I will truly live out my passions even if it leaves me exhausted and ruined. I will not feel the need to apologize. I am nauseated at how long I felt ashamed of how I act, of my past, of Earth’s history, of my Nature.
I refuse to wait for accomplishment. All is epic, all is well. I vow to be my biggest fan. Not my family. Not my future ladies. Not my best friends. Me! I will never peruse reality for a better me. I am beautiful. I am entirely incredible. I am perfect.