I feel like im kind of writing an obituary...
For so long i have been surrounding myself with everything that remotely resembled that i could hold on and keep believeing - i would put complete faith in the slightest chance that i wasn't wrong. And i banked everything on it. But belief can waver, so i finally looked around and saw how completely flawed my surroundings had become and how disillusioned i was. The excuses i made for the lack of evidence in my beliefs were nothing above fabricated, and i finally came to terms with them - my demons. And i can say that i'll be ok. I can love like i was ment to.

Finally.

If that makes sense.

If not, don't worry about it. It kind of something i had to figure out.
And im sorry if i hurt any of you in any way during the process. Ill make it up to you

I promise. 

But for now, i'm going to keep running,
and keep believeing in something, someone, alot more powerful and trustworthy then myself.  

<3