The cuckoo's soverign cry...
I could just curl up and cry. But that probably wouldnt be enough. I need to start over. To make them proud. To make me proud. To be happy. How do i always fuck this stuff up...
This time i didnt hurt anybody. This time I didnt do anything.
This time, everything is wrong. Except the movement.
Keep moving jen, Keep moving.
Right. So i dont want to sit here and write about how incredibly "worry filled" i have been with life, but thats all i want to write about, so bare with me. I have been kind here, i have been friendly here, i have not asked to many questions, and yet i have failed myself. Myself and my parents. When will i succeed at this thing called life and when will it feel right as a whole. Only when i stop listening i fear. Stop listening to what everyone else has to say, and do it jen, just be here, be you...
I am scared.
This time i didnt hurt anybody. This time I didnt do anything.
This time, everything is wrong. Except the movement.
Keep moving jen, Keep moving.
Right. So i dont want to sit here and write about how incredibly "worry filled" i have been with life, but thats all i want to write about, so bare with me. I have been kind here, i have been friendly here, i have not asked to many questions, and yet i have failed myself. Myself and my parents. When will i succeed at this thing called life and when will it feel right as a whole. Only when i stop listening i fear. Stop listening to what everyone else has to say, and do it jen, just be here, be you...
I am scared.