I’m so tired of having dreams that will never come true. I’m not sure if this is a part of growing up, but throughout the course of these two years in university I keep hearing this term “managing expectations” and as much as I’d like to believe that my craziest dreams will come true one…
“expectations were like fine pottery. the harder you held them, the more likely they were to crack.”
(credits to forkvatch1 on WordPress) I’m so tired of getting all my hopes up when they were all bound to shatter anyway. I’m tired of having dreams and being almost unable to achieve them.