Es Mas Bello Vivir Cantando


well, I’m here already.  Might as well.

My dad.


Making people smile

Avenging wrongdoings

Grief is icky.


I’m pretty cute.

There’s still a sliver of hope.  So naive, I know.


I’m tired.

I’m selfish

I’m lazy.

I’m awkward.

I’m incapable of love.

I push away everyone who gets close to me.

I can’t take care of myself.

I’m a tub of marshmallow fluff (mentally, not physically)

My brain is deteriorating everyday

I hate being around people

I’m tired of failing

I have no motivation


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