you're on the edge of two worlds...both equally fucked up...you get to keep yourself in one...and the other one turns you into something...something not even you know what...
staying true to your habits, to your morning coffee, your daily routine, your hopes and wishes, getting to go out every single night and not give a fuck...
on the other hand...who wouldn't follow their strong, silly instincts? who wouldn't jump into a pool of uncertainty and get by one day at a time? not knowing what'll happen, not knowing if what your gut is telling you is actually true, not knowing if giving a fuck will actually work to your advantage this time...not knowing where all this is heading, past actions and events being the only certainty...
you learned the hard way to trust your instincts, but the universe has its special way of sending you goddamn scrambled messages...one moment you're as confident as one can be given the circumstances, only to fall even lower upon the next turn of events...
communication was never your best skill...let's get real...who in their right mind would willingly give up information? thus putting themselves in a vulnerable spot by choice...but when you start talking, when you use only accurate facts, true stories and you put your cards on the table and you don't get the same in return what do you do? do you check or do you fold?
as for me...i'm waiting for an iced coffee and wishing a Vintage Hermes Scarf to go with my puppy eyes
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