I moved most of my stuff into my apartment yesterday, pretty exciting to say the least. My Dad even let my drive the u-haul truck. I'm still not quite sure why he entrusted me with that responsibility.
I don't know why I sometimes waste my time on people I don't care about. It drains my happiness and energy and I hate myself for doing it, but I always seem to slip up every once in a while. And it's hard to forget. I want to forget and I think I should forget. But then another part of me says don't forget because I can't think that it is amazing and perfect when it might not be. It's sad. I used to think it was. I crave those days when I had those thoughts in my mind. Though I always believe people can redeem themselves if they want to. Everyone is fully capable of doing that. But it's their choice. I just sit here and watch.
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