Everyone needs a Harley
Hi tumblr.
Just looked back at my livejournal, and realized how much ive missed writing. I always come back on here, swearing that i will keep up with this, but it never happens. Once again i will try.
I wish i could explain my mind, my thoughts and everything inbetween. But it seems like when i try to, it doesnt make sense. sometimes i think there may be something wrong. My dad pointed out today that i analyze people way too much. Now that i think of it, i really do. Its so easy to pick apart little things or flaws, its terrible. Because no one is perfect, and i thought i was able to understand that, i know i certainly am not perfect. I need to stop expecting so much from people, we’re only human.
and time—- can you please stop moving super fast? its really starting to scare me, especially since i’ve been thinking too much about it lately. i feel like im just waking up or sleeping and everything i do within that never happened. I put on different clothes everyday, and expect to just be sleeping sooner or later and doing it all again the next day. I dont always think like this, but lately its really bugging me out.
I just drank my coffee crumbcake coffee and im contemplating on cuddling with my cat Harley right now, hes staring at me, so i think i will, anyways its satisfying to forget everything and just love my cat.
later
