I really do think I live in a fairytale. Everything that happens is just a scene in my fairytale. I want those fairytale endings, I believe everything works out in the end. But the end is getting closer and I'm getting older... when does my fairytale come together?
I think that's where I think too much, I just always want everything to be perfect, but I don't realize that not everything is perfect. If everything was perfect, there would be no excitement.
I think I've been learning a lot about myself lately. A lot about what I want, who I want to be, where I see myself in the future...
I just need to stop thinking so much. But it's hard to stop when that's all you've ever done.