i've never wanted summer so bad in my entire life. seriously.
i predict for this to be a good one.

I had a very long entry typed just now. I deleted it, as I always do. I wish I had the balls to say what I want. I've learned that my bark is bigger than my bite.

Live.

 There are hundreds of paths up the mountain,
all leading in the same direction,
so it doesn't matter which path you take.
The only one wasting time is the one 
who runs around and around the mountain,
telling everyone that his or her path is wrong.

The next few months are going to be rough, but I'm going to stay strong. I will.
For the sake of something that can be perfect.