…and then you text me.

My vice.

(via peacelovequeer)

John Mayer lyrics. My life.

I will tell him.  I will tell him.  I will tell him.  I will tell him.

Feeling so restless while there could be so many things I’m doing right now instead of sitting on my ass and being anxious about the future.  The future is a scary thing - but what’s scarier is for life to pass me by without taking advantage of every spare moment possible.  I cannot wait for the next chapter in my life to start - the chapter that is completely mysterious, completely open, and completely full of “what if’s.”  I have never felt more happy and excited when I was living in a foreign place - I want to find those feelings again!  I will not dwell on what-could-have-been, but what-could-be.  I want and could be so many things — and soon, I’ll have the chance to start that journey!

Wishing you could get your shit together and be the person you could be.