kristen and her insignificance.
i like to pretend that i am different and i like to pretend that i have some form of talent. something i can do that nobody else can do better.
the harsh truth is, there is not one thing i can focus on. there is not one thing i am good at. nothing that really makes me all that special.
my one true purpose is to lead a purposeless life and then die, alone and having achieved absolutely nothing.
insignifcance actually hurts a lot more than i thought it would.