CH | AP | TE | RS

this is coming from a person who hates dividing her life into assigned chapters but somehow is the only person who abides by them.

i can’t hold back this pen

or this stream of words from forming a reality that’s not exactly plausible

but i tire myself by hoping.

hoping for an alternate ending.

but closure is….

i don’t exactly know what closure is.

i’ll settle with living without a set goal.

not to be aimless,

but to take advantage of every situation thrown in my way.

and to try my extreme fullest at excelling at it

maybe then,

aimless wouldn’t be a bad look to rock after all.

~to new beginnings without an end to complete it