more of the same
Today was strange. One of those days where you feel lost in the shuffle- caught inbetween it all. Not necessarily bad- but you just dont feel in on it all. I really dont have one set group of friends-my own clique. I guess this is good and bad. I suggested to Becky we have a no talking about people (in a negative way) day. We discussed it. We really do discuss ideas alot. Thats why I love Becky- we can really talk about life without dissecting it too much. I still felt unhappy with myself at the end of the day. How do we get here? As the song says: you dont have to play along- so why do I still sometimes. Sometimes its just best to keep you mouth shut.
I hate feeling torn. Raskolnikov...schisms. It doesnt have to be murder to cause it all. So- in conclusion- I still have some growing to do to become the person I want to be. Well maybe I am that person- I just need to let her out more.
I hate feeling torn. Raskolnikov...schisms. It doesnt have to be murder to cause it all. So- in conclusion- I still have some growing to do to become the person I want to be. Well maybe I am that person- I just need to let her out more.