Why is it, that I am so attracted to maturity? I get myself in difficult situations, and end up hurting myself because of this.
Sometimes I wish my standards consisted of age-similar attractions, and then I realize what I was blessed with and my thoughts contrast.
If my taste isn’t going to change soon, then I desire a license. Or a chauffer. either way I’ll be able to get to places to my hearts content.
This is just one of the obstacles put in front of me to overcome. Pain and beauty come hand in hand, so does pain and struggle.
coffee and chocolate pastry for dinner.