fuck

I wish I was weaker than I am. I wish I was less determined. I wish I knew how to give up or quit. I wish I knew what it was like to only see things in a way that made things a more gray area place than I live in. I wish I knew how to fix where I’m at and knew how to be different than what I’m capable of being. But if I’m being honest, I don’t believe in Luke warm or room temperature shit.