I feel like the further away I am from home, the more I grow into myself. Relishing in what were some sweet carefree moments during my Greece trip.
Beatles knows what’s up.
I’m tired of feeling like I’m f*cking crazy
I’m tired of driving ‘til I see stars in my eyes
All I got to keep myself safe, baby
So I just ride, I just ride
I hear the birds on the summer breeze,
I drive fastI am alone in the night
Been trying hard not to get into trouble,
but I‘ve got a war in my mind
I just ride, I just ride
“Don’t let yourself feel worthless: often through life you will really be at your worst when you seem to think best of yourself; and don’t worry about losing your “personality,” as you persist in calling it: at fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon, and when you are my age you will give out, as I do, the genial golden warmth of 4 p.m.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise
Liberty and freedom is the most important thing.
Someone told me before that I need to watch out what I set my heart on. Now I’m starting to get why.