Here I'm again trying to dispose of the fucked up shit in my head so I could later pretend that nothing happened. So I could look at the mirror and not see the mess I feel sometimes.
A line from a TV show I saw recently made me think deeply about some stuff, the line was "living in your head" do we really spend so much time contemplating that we drive ourselves against the wall on purpose. Do we really punish ourselves even when there's nothing to punish, do we feel that we only exist somewhere else and not here where we are.
I recently tried to live but instead I fall into the same old habits like nothing changed, are some people just not made to live? Even when they try to. I can't see where I'm going in life and I sometimes think what is it that I want when I always just wanted a simple life without fear of tomorrow, it doesn't have to be great just something I could handle.
People say I'm passive but I desperately want something, anything to feel alive enough that I would kill for it.
A line from a TV show I saw recently made me think deeply about some stuff, the line was "living in your head" do we really spend so much time contemplating that we drive ourselves against the wall on purpose. Do we really punish ourselves even when there's nothing to punish, do we feel that we only exist somewhere else and not here where we are.
I recently tried to live but instead I fall into the same old habits like nothing changed, are some people just not made to live? Even when they try to. I can't see where I'm going in life and I sometimes think what is it that I want when I always just wanted a simple life without fear of tomorrow, it doesn't have to be great just something I could handle.
People say I'm passive but I desperately want something, anything to feel alive enough that I would kill for it.
