To percieve the beauty inside and around me.
To want to grow old, and stop wanting to die young, I romance death often. It’s a control thing. I’m to young to be old, and to old to be young, hinged between these two areas cause extreme conflict within an eternal teen.
To realize it’s ok. I’m ok. As screwed up as my life was, is, and could be, it’s ok. This ties into the death wish thingy.
To attain the true love outside of myself through another person, a kindred, soul mate, partner in crime, someone to kill time with.
Keep God in the center, and let God walk with me around the corners and edges~