I'm going to kick my own ass

old outlets, a power source that never goes out. reminded of how it feels to take it one day at a time. sometimes things just arn't okay, sometimes they are. take the good with the bad. tomorrow might not come anyway. who's gunna love you, who's gunna waste their time? finding out its okay to be complete within yourself, and its okay to want to be more. the balance has never come easy, sure it probably never will. strangely, i feel okay in this strangeness. like getting used to the sounds of the city, i can't fall asleep without a troubled head. can't take a day without the questions. finding answers means finding you out, and who's ready for that? can't see out past this computer screen beyond the dark. the comfort is more than just not knowing or caring about what's out of your reach. its blinding. its easy.

waiting for someone to turn on the light.