Free Fallin'
My mind is in turmoil. Flooded with words, thoughts, which are too fast for me to act upon. I don’t know who I am anymore. And I say anymore, as if I used to hold that knowledge in which I have somehow misplaced. But no, I don’t know myself- full stop. Never have, and not sure if I ever will. These words are coming from a distressed teenager who is confused and trying to figure out the meaning to life. But mostly these words come from a girl- soon to be woman- who is afraid of the future that lies ahead. People around me seem to know what they are doing, they seem whole. I, on the other hand, walk with my head down, fractured, counting the cracks in the pavement which reflect the broken pieces of my life. I have no excuse of why I am this way. No family history of neglect or abuse. No horror story to narrate about my life. But I think that is the problem. The fact that I want. I want more. Selfish I know, but it still doesn’t erase the fact that I am unhappy with myself. Selfish. If it was easy to change myself then would I be happy? Or would I be dissatisfied with the altered version of me, still longing for more? I don’t know. But I care.
Problem of the day
| Raisin cookies that look like chocolate chip cookies are the main reason I have trust issues. |
Say it for me Say it to me, and I’ll leave this life behind me. Say it, if it’s worth saving me. Hurry i’m falling!
Cause all I need is you… And all I scream is for you… Hurry, im falling…
It’s time to officially welcome Portuguese and Brazilian Portuguese to Tumblr’s roster of supported languages!
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Finalmente!!
I know you may think i’m heartless, and you may have a point. I spend large segments of each day picturing you choking on food. And i’ve recently contacted an exotic animal dealer ‘cause i had a very satisfying dream that the two of us went to a zoo and i shoved your face into one of those pink-enflamed money butts.
