I was going through my tumblr dashboard and I came across this..
I'm one of those people that most of the time cares about what people think of me and in the rare occasions I don't give two $#!%* about what people think. Today is one of those days where I think people assume they know me because I appear the same to them. All. The. Time.
I think I changed. The decisions I've made since I was 16, to me, seems like they are the reason everything is not going as I've planned. I've planned out what I'll be doing but nothing went as planned.
Why can't we just stick to plans?