I will try to make sure this doesn't make sense. There is no place like home. 2 worlds. Life is a fucking hard thing to manage at 18. I miss you. Perth's bed is more comfier than Sydney's. Who knew I'd be here?
If only one could construct their lives the way they wanted it. I am wrong. I need work. ouch. I will fix it. I can fix myself. I know I'm not like this. Banish. What if I had ballet training since I was three?
Oh the potential. Regretful. Although, would life be completely different if a little thing in life was altered?
I am the most unmotivated dancer. Lazy. Slow. Understood. Sick of making my own dinner. I wish I had more time for everything. Rain on me. Feel like being trapped inside by horrid yet purifying rain. Gotta punch em in the face. No I'm not letting shit happen ever again. On your last strike. Reflect.
4 days down. Not too long left. Be true.