Some people will never understand the amount of love I have for certain musical artists, and I’m okay with that. They’ve impacted my life in ways that I could never explain, and for that, I’m thankful for their music.

— (via poisontome)

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Sometimes I feel like I might finally be content with the way I look, and then I look in the mirror and it’s like


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People know I’m unhappy here.
People know I’m very attached to my hometown.
People know I had the opportunity to leave.

But no one will know all the details as to why I stayed.

I feel I will be unhappy here for as long as I’m here, and that’s for me to fight through, because I feel as if I’m going through the war of my life right now.

Got no choice but to fight ‘til it’s done.

I honestly think that if I transferred out of UH and attended Western instead, none of my “friends” here in Hawaii would actually miss me. 

Also feel as if I’d be genuinely happy at Western, doing a major that would fulfill a dream of mine, and potentially getting a career out of something I’d love doing.

Having a lot of second thoughts about my choices, but trying to remain “happy” for the sake of my own self.