It is pride that will end us
I am at a loss for words, to be honest. This city weighs too heavily upon me and I pray for September to arrive swiftly, in full force. Until then, I fear I am trapped inside a shell of myself, forced to continue living in a way that I’m not really a fan of.
This year has been nothing but mistake after mistake for me. I’ve made bad choices many times. But enough about me trying to make my life sound really depressing.
It is pride that will end us.
And I’m holding onto my pride this time. The ball is in your court.