You Are Free.

There’s not a single person in the world I hate more than you.

Looking for a home.

I’m on to something.

This is my home now :3

I just have to spill my guts here.

Since leaving Michigan and traveled to the great land of Yellowstone National Park, I have opened my eyes even wider than before and I see too many possibilities. I’m scared of the future and I feel like time is dragging me by the ankles. I’m afraid to grow up. I’m afraid of what’s out there. but I know I have to. Everyone has to. I’ve realized recently that all that I am will break me in this world. A world full of conformists and people who are trying to be different but end up in the same category. I dance to the beat of my own drum. I’m weird, quirky and just plain crazy. And I’ve realized that a lot of people out here have already turned in their ID to be like everyone else. So I stand out. It makes me depressed. I don’t go out and hang out with a lot of the people I have made friends with because I always feel like I’m not their cup of tea. I will try tomorrow to be myself but the first glare I get, I will cower into submission and go back to being unnoticeable.

bromander asked: Did you ever get my ask?

I actually just got it. My dorm just got wifi finally so I couldn’t answer for a while. Sorry for the wait.