I've got so much to accomplish and achieve.
I wanna drive so damn badly, but so what if I've got license.
I need a car too. And that sucks.
To buy a car in this city, it's bullshit.
The amount is horrendously dear.
I want to go to exotic and ugly places with the one I love.
Places I call vintage in this small city.
I want to drive around and explore this city! The urge is enough to drive me insane.
Time, money, and hesitations are the only barriers to all the above.
I want to pick up guitar. To be able to strum in the middle of the night.
Writing songs of my own story.
I want to open my own cafe.
Cafe with my freshly baked cupcakes, with pretty lattes, and nice live band.
where I'll get my awesome jacklyn to sing at!
these accomplishments, I will and I must achieve.
One day, I want to show all of you, this very entry.
And say, "look, I have come this far"

People are not mirrors.
I need to constantly remind myself.
I hate how often i succumb myself into believing what other people say about me,
and the very way how they make me feel like shit within seconds.
People are not mirrors.
They do not dictate my worth.
I need to stop feeling lousy about myself.
I need to stop.