I'm sick of being sad over stupid shit, I'm hella over it now. And the only way to really be over it is to make myself busy and forget. Eh, although, eventually it'll just come back to haunt me.
I'm not asking to party party party, or to spend millions of dollars, but I want to do something. I want to look for what was lost, for what used to be. As a child, everything was simple. All we simply asked for was to be loved. Unless of course, you were a spoiled kid. Yet, as grow up, we tend to forget that. That all we just need the time for others.
I am simply restless.
Am I curable?
Yes.
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