Ok this is really fucked up but I think that dream I mentioned before was an epiphany and I think that dropping out of school was the step I had to take to put myself on a certain path of life when I was at a crossroads. Since making that choice, I've basically had to really take a look at myself hard because I no longer had what defined me most...my focus, school.
This is so beyond freaking me out that it's a bit hard to even type out but it's very real what's going on. It's gotten to where I can't deny it. Either that or I'm going insane.
So I've recently gotten a new tattoo. I walked into a shop that I hadn't been considering on the recommendation of someone who doesn't have any tattoos. Flipped through some books, not really struck by anything..sorta overwhelmed by the shop and employees


....and that's the post I started writing Feb 15.

Now I am in the loony bin. Not even kidding. My brain exploded. I'm ok and having fun here. Meeting new people, figuring stuff out. Learning a lot about myself and the universe. It's big.
I love you all and don't worry about me because I'm totally alright!
THANK YOU TO ALL MY AWESOME FRIENDS THAT LOVE ME AND HELPED ME EVEN IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW WHAT YOU WERE DOING. I'm allowed to have visitors and I think I'm even allowed to leave with someone so if anyone wants to hang with crazy me, now's your chance!