So over life/adulthood and it’s really only just begun…
I’ve made sacrifices this year to learn to drive, missed out hanging with friends, spent birthday money on it.
Yet I try to see everyone all the time. And as a result of these sacrifices I feel like I’ve missed out on life.
Going so insane trying to find a full time fucking job and nothing good happens much in my life. Never has really.
In my thoughts I’m learning to drive so i can hang with friends more.
I can never seem to please myself and I’m miserable.
I want tattoos, I’ve only gotten two this year because of being so responsible and I’m missing out on marking precious moments in ink on my body (which is how i see ink).
I will not be happy until I have a licence, a car and a full time job.