My kind of time’s meant to carelessly spend
My kind of nights are the ones that don’t end
My kind of fun doesn’t make any sense
And my kind of love, You won’t ever forget…
Well… happy freaking new year. Lol. Just like i said yesterday on Facebook, you’re not going to get some kind of “new year, new me” post out of me… because honestly, half the time i’m terrible at meeting goals, but to be perfectly frank? No one can really, truly, drastically change who they are. You’re given the body, the mind, the heart, the soul you’re given… and you can just work to improve it, to grow, and to learn… but you can’t expect to just be able to change everything. And certainly not in 365 days. So no… not ‘new year, new me’… just… new year, improving me.