I am lost for words to say and write. I've been staring blankly at my computer screen for way too long and tried to figure out what to say, but nothing comes to mind. I suppose I'll never find the right moment to figure out my life. All I have is right now, and everything is a giant mess. But I'm okay with that, because I always seem to find peace in messy situations. And I've never been okay when life didn't throw crap my way; too silent and no problems to work out.
With problems so high I've managed to muddle through it all and still be okay. This sounds super fucking weird, but I like my life this way.