I Swear.

I'm a woman on a mission, my friends. I'm through with all the sorrow. It's doing nothing but causing trouble for me and the poor souls who put up with me. I'm ready for better days and I'm ready to make them. I need to just keep up with the, "I think I can, I think I can, I think I can.." mantra. I know I have very few things to truly be so down over, and all the good I have in my life should easily help me to tuck away what hurts. I've decided to dedicate this next while to making myself whole again. I don't need this sadness anymore. I've let too much build up, and I've become much too heavy. I'm crawling out of this pit, damnit. ;D I'll make brighter days come, even if I have to get one of those UV lamps they use on depressed people, lmao.

"My past is perilous, and each scar I bear sings. Monuments to where I have been.. And melodies to where I am going."