woke up crying. my heart’s beating so fast and my tears keep coming out of eyes. why the fuck do i do this to myself? even my subconscious is insecure. i used to believe that dreams were a sign of what’s going to happen in the future. you can call that the retard in me.
I’m definitely not happy of what my mind projected for me, but i’m taking it as a sign to stop being such a pussy.
i swear i wasn’t so cautious before. but i guess my past relationshit has given me walls that i haven’t broken down yet.
“When people are ready to, they change. They never do it before then, and sometimes they die before they get around to it. You can’t make them change if they don’t want to, just like when they do want to, you can’t stop them.”— Andy Warhol (Andy Warhol: In His Own Words)