Yesterday I was just angry for no apparent reason, and I hated that. Actually there probably was a reason, I just couldn't figure it out. Normally, I'm really happy and laid-back. I don't really get mad. I guess angry is the wrong word. Yesterday I was just worn-out and in denial.
And I felt like the lowest person ever because of my faults and shortcomings. It was like the situation made them all come together to stick out like an ugly ink blot on paper. It made me realize that I'm not changing as fast as I want to and that everyone seems to be moving on with their lives except me.
"I want something else to get me through this semi-charmed kind of life."
That's all.
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