I may be a young one, but I take every mistake I've made as a monumental opportunity for learning. My problem is that I'm too comfortable making a certain number of my mistakes over again, regardless of learning how I could stop making them.
I'm sort of stuck, in a place I truly do not have the capability of describing. The truth is, I miss certain times in my past like people might miss a past love. Missing everything about them, as I miss everything about the worlds of my past. The environment, the people, the undeniable nostalgia of a less complicated life.
UPDATE: As always, a girl has made me feel better about it all. But finally, I feel like this one could be different. Mature, and without the effed up values of an American girl, I'm falling hard and fast, and doing my best to pull the chute. Interesting thing is, I really don't want to slow down just yet..
So in other words, I'm stuck in the past in a world that everyday continues to move on.
- Birthday
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Dec 22, 1992
(Age: 31)
- Location
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NW USA