So I became an avid watcher of the X Factor and one of the contestants said that they do not want to die with their music in them. And I do not either. I got off the phone with one of my relatives who completely crushed my dreams. I know she is trying to look out for me. They always try to look out for our best interest. But telling me just because Im 22 means I cannot follow my dreams really was like sticking a knife in my back. Her reasoning was my parents chased after many of their dreams and they amounted to nothing. Would I want to be happy and filthy poor or well off and unhappy for the rest of my life? I would honestly rather be dirt poor and happy. 

so now that casey anthony is free, a month later the courts have decided that she really is responsible for her child’s death. well. make up your mind damn it. 

people who say it cant be done should stop interrupting those of us who are doing it. -henry ford

i know what i need to do. just need to find a way to do it. to my dismay the tunnel that leads to my dreams seem so far and slowly closing. gotta build up that courage and go in strong. even if it means there may not be any light to guide me.

sitting here debating on what to do with my life. i realized my life is pretty awesome..like pretty awesome. yea maybe thre are some downfalls…health wise and relationship wise. but there is no one else out there exactly like me. and in an odd way that makes my life pretty amazing.   now im tryna hold this feeling forever. like i remember when i used to be sooo positive. i think its slowly coming back. im gonna punch whoever tells me im not gonna make it…bc whatever i do..ill make it. and ill be happy. bc its my choice.