
Today has been a long day. Despite the fact that I don't really get along with my dad, I spent the day with him going to old bookstores and had a tasty lunch at a lovely little place in Holborn. Things sort of spiralled downwards after that. I think my dad likes to lecture me to remind me not to make the same mistakes my brother might have made. But I'm young, and I make mistakes. I say, 'fuck it'. Why not make all the mistakes in the world and enjoy it while I only have one chance to live?



As days go, mine went average. I can't stop my parents from lecturing me on how to live my life and I also can't live up to their expectations. I've tried and whether they know it or not, they're high. They can give me the 'we don't ask much of you/we've never asked much of you' and the 'you need to take responsibility' talk, but I'm happy living my life the way I'm going about it right now.
-Dreaming Alive