where is the point?
You get to a certain point..
and then you ask yourself. What is it? WHAT IS THE POINT?!?!?!
This has been my mood for the last couple of days. This is the exact question I ask myself as I have plenty of time to think about it.
I am questioning..
I am thinking..
I am cutting my life apart in pieces and figuring out what needs to change. What needs to be left behind and what needs to stay.
I have to reinvent myself.
I am so over this pointlessness.
I need meaning. I need purpose. I need something to live for.
Where would i find this so called point? Any body have directions?
I'm not into my hair. I'll live with it for a few weeks and change it.
p.s i HATE HATE HATE PEOPLE WHO ARE UNGRATEFUL. i HATE HATE HATE them! UGH so over it. so over them!
and then you ask yourself. What is it? WHAT IS THE POINT?!?!?!
This has been my mood for the last couple of days. This is the exact question I ask myself as I have plenty of time to think about it.
I am questioning..
I am thinking..
I am cutting my life apart in pieces and figuring out what needs to change. What needs to be left behind and what needs to stay.
I have to reinvent myself.
I am so over this pointlessness.
I need meaning. I need purpose. I need something to live for.
Where would i find this so called point? Any body have directions?
I'm not into my hair. I'll live with it for a few weeks and change it.
p.s i HATE HATE HATE PEOPLE WHO ARE UNGRATEFUL. i HATE HATE HATE them! UGH so over it. so over them!