6 years ago
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
There are so many ways in which I'd love my life to be different. I can point the finger in the direction in which I presume everything originates from, but I suppose there's no one better to blame than myself. That's why I want to get away from this place, from Melbourne. I want to discover who I am away from everything that I know. Perhaps nothing will change. Maybe these things are just pre-programed from the beginning. I just know that this isn't the way I wanted things to turn out.
Posted by Post Scriptum at 11:15 PM