No matter how much I try and explain myself, I can’t get my point across. So frustrating, so irritating, and so unfair. I wanna take the easy way out of all this chaos, but I know that that’s not God’s plan for me. So much trial and warfare. This shit bugs. 

It’s crazy looking back at photos of the past. Past memories. Past friends. Past lovers. Oh, how much has changed and how much I’VE GROWN.