Sometimes

It's hard for me to fall asleep at night. And this makes me want to ferociously rip my hair out.

I am mildly dishonest when someone asks me how I'm doing. somethings are better kept as secrets.

I can't imagine a world without music.

I get a little too easily wrapped up in day dreaming about everything.

I wish all things in life were as wonderful as the way I feel on a pitch black, clear night as I look at the stars and think that everything is perfect and life's not as complicated as I seem to always make it.