no more mama's boys. no more assuming the best. no more cages. no more tattoo groupies. no more relying on anyone. this is the year of fuck it. this is the year of accepting ourselves and others without pretense, delusion, or misguided expectations. self destruction in moderation and without regret. i feel like myself again. the highs are better and the lows are lower but i'm still finding middle ground and it's no longer stagnant like a reservoir full of mosquito eggs. it's more like an ocean now. ebb and flow, the moon is always pulling at me because she doesn't hold grudges.