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i can't take living in this tiny apartment anymore. i have so many things in my room and it's ruining the design style of simplicity that i would like to follow. there is no storage space anywhere so i'm not really sure what to do. i have tons and tons of shit that i do not want to get rid of for emotional reasons, and also because i like all that shit. i miss my house. i'm considering getting one of those storage spaces cause there isn't any other option. it's very costly though.
i keep having random fits of crying. like right now. the other day when i went to my fathers house to pick up some of my things, i ran up the front yard with my arms flailing and it reminded me of being a child, carefree, running across the lawn. i remember my dad turning the sprinklers on for me and my friends and we would run and laugh, not having to think about the bills we would have to pay or what time we would need to be up in the morning for work. i can't really see things ever being better than that. for me, that's it. that's happiness. for a quick second i started tearing up but reminded myself i had work to do and moved on.
maybe i'm just too much of a pussy to handle the future. and if that's the truth, than so be it. the reason so many people are miserable, like me, is because there is too much to worry about. it just seems like there should be a better, more simple way to live life. i don't see why we have to have all these complications. everything comes back to money and i just can't accept that. we're all so worried about how were gonna do this and that, and we don't have any time to just sit back and be carefree. at least that's how i see it. but i'm pretty crazy and have a different point of view on life than most. a lot of people might read this and just say, hey, that's just how it is, deal. well fuck off please.
i keep having random fits of crying. like right now. the other day when i went to my fathers house to pick up some of my things, i ran up the front yard with my arms flailing and it reminded me of being a child, carefree, running across the lawn. i remember my dad turning the sprinklers on for me and my friends and we would run and laugh, not having to think about the bills we would have to pay or what time we would need to be up in the morning for work. i can't really see things ever being better than that. for me, that's it. that's happiness. for a quick second i started tearing up but reminded myself i had work to do and moved on.
maybe i'm just too much of a pussy to handle the future. and if that's the truth, than so be it. the reason so many people are miserable, like me, is because there is too much to worry about. it just seems like there should be a better, more simple way to live life. i don't see why we have to have all these complications. everything comes back to money and i just can't accept that. we're all so worried about how were gonna do this and that, and we don't have any time to just sit back and be carefree. at least that's how i see it. but i'm pretty crazy and have a different point of view on life than most. a lot of people might read this and just say, hey, that's just how it is, deal. well fuck off please.