a paradox. your history hindered you from striving ahead but you still got to work hard in order to create a better history of yours it goes in a cycle, a never ending cycle until the day breakthrough intervenes
i don't know what i'm doing man. the whole progression went completely well struggling sometimes but reckon that's a normal stage to get over how come i feel like i've never worked enough
i start questioning myself when i drowned myself in deep thoughts i don't know what i'm doing. genuinely don't. because i ain't working for myself? all sorts of reasons pushed me here but i'm pretty damn sure this is not my initial destination.
and the brutal truth is i've lost my way of going to where i intended to be.
not losing the fire yet! there will be no white flag above my top. .V.
