Again

I’m so sick and tired of breaking my own promises over and over again.

I’m not a bad person but I just happened to have the least determination every human owns.

I’m unhappy for not being the old me, the one who was spontaneous, kept her own words, happy, strong and LIVELY.

I don’t know.

Read a tweet “To live is the rarest thing in the world, most people just exist. -Oscar Wilde”

I want to live instead of just exist as one of the oxygen consumers.

I guess I should pick up my determination first.

Okay, 10 sit ups now.