Goodbyes are a bitch. A bitch I never want to talk to a bitch I never want to meet. I can’t say goodbye to anyone no matter who you are, no matter what you have done to me. I know at some point in our lives we have made something worthwhile together that is stronger than the bad times. I get so attached to all the moments I have shared with someone anyone or anything. It’s the little things that count. Whatever I have gotten past I know there will be more but I know the same people will be involved as long as they don’t walk out on me. I can’t turn back to the past but I can go back and correct the path and make it easier to walk on my future. Life isn’t always easy and the people in them may not make it any easier but they are there so you can be strong for your own good. I cant complain yes I might be fucked up or a lost soul but I now know that I am what they call a free spirit, I will find my way.
Rey
