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Freak on a Leash.

 

Im still choosing me. I don’t need anyone in my life that drags me down. Im good with those I care about and vice versa. Anyone else in my life can come and go, that’s always been the pattern. I choose my own patterns. I chose my own adventures just like the fucking books from when we were kids. 

I do things. I do all the things that’s my fucking nature. I don’t need a fucking partner for that. Although I will fucking admit the one I cared about in 2019 did cross my mind tonight. That was a fun night. But I’ve moved past her, and moved past anyone in my back pages. Either be in my fucking life or be history. Im perfectly

Fucking happy flying solo, I have my crew i do things with and I’m fucking happy with or without them.

I’m at peace without drama in my life and no one is going to change that. I’m going to enjoy who and whatever I am and where I go. Wherever I end up, I know I’m fine. I’ve fought my wars. I’m good with being at peace. I’m gonna stay here and do all the things I couldn’t when I was at war.

Be in my orbit or go away. I’m choosing me, for the first time in my life I am choosing just me. 

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