and stupid i hate who i am its amazing people even talk to meee.....but i always mess things up
screw it im done ill never be happy so from now ill be in a bad mood all the time then ill never meet anyone who even likes me for me
every girl i know has this translation chip...
my sister, and everyone around me have partners (lucky I finished high school so I don't have to endure seeing so many people doing PDA)
I know it sounds so dang pathetic but I've never had a partner, boyfriend, whatever you call it, but I have never had someone to call mine...
See, I knew if I placed my phone in front of me id lose track of my thoughts. I'll tell you what I know. They were perfect and fluent and they described my ever changing situation to the closest degree. If you could speak with my thoughts for an hour, give or take, you'd be...
another person. I feel like every move I make is out of place. I don't know who I am... I'm just existing.. But I don't want to. I don't want to be in this world, I don't belong here. No one can help me, and I can't help myself either. It's always gonna be this way... Up and...
how do I feel?
am I mad?
am I happy?
where is my life heading?
am I on the right path?
when do I die?
will I get reincarnated?
why can't I sleep?
why do I think so much?
why am I on here?
should I take a sleeping pill?
is it too late to?
should I get up?
^ all thoughts that I...
that don't normally go hand in hand. I'm naturally a disaster. I have no fixed personality because I am too many things.
Maybe it creates a sense of mysteriousness or maybe it points out the obvious.
All I know is My thoughts are currently racing and it's making me go all...