I’ve never wanted something as badly as I want my life to dramatically change for the better and the best over the next few months. It’s time. It’s my time.
i’m having the most peaceful crashout of my life rn.. like i’m going insane, but also just chilling and vibing. i’m stressed about a bunch of stuff, but at the same time i’m not. i don't know how to explain it..
I don’t hate working, but I hate the concept of working 8–9 hours a day and then going home to only about 4 hours to yourself, which includes catching the bus, cooking, and getting ready for the next day. This is not life.