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To my younger self:

nightmarelunatic

on June 1, 2016

A few weeks ago I really started thinking about 'what it all means'. It's hard not to go through that kind of thinking when a friend dies, but it's to be expected.
You can't help but wonder if you're doing the right things for yourself, if you're cheating yourself out of a better future. I don't think I am.
I don't consider myself a late bloomer-cause what the hell does that mean anyways? I just wanted different experiences out of life and I like to think there are still a million options left at my disposal. Hell, I like to think I could still quit everything to become the all-time champion of underwater basket-weaving if I so pleased.