Mac is gone, I'm home alone. It's just me, myself and I. So what do I do? Try to become self-aware. Wanna try?

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine

I don't want to do it, but I'm still addicted to it. Love is a drug and I used. 

Is it just me or do you struggle with choosing and sticking to something in life? I know my reasons, do you know yours?

Relationships and love are two of the many things I've struggled with lately. Also, I need to come clean to you guys as perhaps a way to redeem what good is left of me.