We have no control but to grow old, but we do have control to grow up.
Just because I am 3 years shy of 30… doesn’t mean I’m all wise and shit. No, it means I am getting old and I can live a happy life by how I perceive the world. My early twenties were the years of curiosity. My mid twenties were about discovering what I am meant for the world and that still continues on today. All I can say is, everyone goes through shit…we are not victims because we have the strength to survive… if anything we are survivors and us surviving all this madness in the world is how we are shaped as individuals.
All I want to do from this age on is just live for me. I will love those who express genuine love in return. I will respect all of mankind, and move on with my life. I will not allow any failures, loss, negative situations break me. Rather, I will allow all this negative bullshit to inspire me that goodness should always remain in this universe because it is what is needed in this world. I was born to do something, and damn it what ever that will be… I promise God and to myself I will live a meaningful and humble life with the people who love me and spread kindness. I will grow up with a positive spirit.