Its 2 a.m and i suppose i should be resenting some boy who's broken my heart or maybe relating my life to every cliche movie scene. Yet somehow all that's crossing my mind is how badly i needed a laugh. I needed a night where i could not let go, but let in. The cold air reassuring me that what I'm living is reality. I smiled and i didn't have to reassure my self it wasnt fake. How strange it was to realize that i feared my own fate. Not that i approved of the memories i built upon lies. But the unrealistic scenarios I played in my head seemed to distract me from the truth. Hiding behind a closed mouth with an open mind. Life hit me harder than the realization that i had to grow up. Confront the lies i built & deal with scenarios i dare not to imagine. Confronting the fact that life wasnt a desicion yet death is a given option. I realized i have two choices, live through reality or die between the lies.
All i can say now is im no longer afraid of my reality.