I wake up every day convincing myself that I am going to be a better person for the best i can be instead of bracing myself for whatever barriers coming my way. Am writing this crap and i can't even convince myself that i am being honest with myself. Expecting too much is what i do better but dreaming vastly is my best quality. Figuring out my life would take an intervention from the immortals themselves when they finally have enough of me. I would love to name one day that i didn't live a lie and reward myself but am not getting any credits for being real with anyone or even myself any time soon.
I am not up for the crazy idea of faking it until I make it because people who fakes it often see the need to work extra hard to get to their dreams. Fantasies are awesome from a distance but in reality, it's a big pain the ass. Distraction is way deadlier than blunt procrastination. Idle people are always prone to get carried away with mere attempts of dazzle in this world. It's crazy to see the world as a large country among missing bumped up places in this galaxy. I know I am crazy but am just MY kind of crazy all day.
I am Amy Greta and this is my life...
