Ive reached a certain part wherein I'm most likely to succeed without any deterrent external factors such as being kin. As of this moment, I am weighing the possibility of getting outta there without having all the drama and focusing on other endeavours. I feel that I will be ok on my own. And I think that might be somehow a little better. Then I'd come to the point of asking myself 'what am i living for?'
I never thought it was going to happen to me. Being subjected to unnecessary pressure from all my family can really drive anyone to the edge. All of this I think are opportune times that necessitates a kind of creativity in making your way out of the mess. The rubble. Like a test or a puzzle forcing young adulthood into remarkable discoveries of life and choices. Never did it come to mind that I was in for a thrill. Mind games and how to play with it though require a witty balance of it all. Such are times of gaiety and unfairness but its really worth the ride. I'm looking into things that can be of maximum enlightenment to me. It's just really hella fun. Im enjoying the drag, the imbalance. Then a sunny day mimicking the desires of your heart to find and pick up the pieces of yourself after a disastrous turn of events. It's as exciting as drenching a body in the mud, even if it's yours.
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