It is hard...


it is hard to keep up with the things that I like to do, I wish sometimes that just I could be able to rewind time and just care more for the things I use to do, and just enjoy them more, I don’t want to go back and do more stuff, I just wish I could go back in order to feel them more real, to be conscious that some day I will miss those moments, moments of my own, moments to never forget the feeling of rightness.

I think this is just how growing up feels, I'm 27 and fuck I think I'm getting old, although I don’t feel old, I know in the back of my mind that I'm not any more a kid or a stupid grown up, I know am a man who is still young but a man who can distinguish between the right and wrong.

Any way I just think that human relationships at all are complicated and that is something that gives you a lot of time to think about, but I've realized that just thinking about that sucks your time and in the end you realize that there is anything you can do because it is just another mind of its own who is going to do what ever they want to do because they are free to do it. So why it is so fucking hard to realize that is just not even worth it. the terrible part is what when you realize about this you start saying stupid things like I wish I could go back in time and enjoy more what I use to do.