thoughts.
do you believe in fate?
i don't necessarily think that i do. in fact, there aren't a whole lot of things that i'm willing to put my one hundred percent belief behind. it just seems that there are always too many variables.
but, i don't really know how i wound up back at this point.
and i don't know why i feel okay with it, when really i should be scared or at least recognize that i'm probably stupid.
maybe it's this class i'm taking that doesn't let me forget about being alone for two seconds
or maybe it's just timing...but hasn't timing always been my downfall?
at one minute i feel like crawling under a bench and hiding, or running to the things i know are comfortable
and then the next i feel like running around screaming because it just seems appropriate to be that happy.
i'd say that more than half the time i'm really happy with my life
and that for a lot of the time i'm a little scared of what's to come
but i straight up miss some things that i used to have
or that i felt like i used to have.
really, it's certain people.
some things are really messed up right now
and other things are really perfect
and i don't know where this all fits in on that spectrum.
i think i really need some comforting arms,
with or without extraneous meanings to them,
i really just need to fold into someone right now.
i don't necessarily think that i do. in fact, there aren't a whole lot of things that i'm willing to put my one hundred percent belief behind. it just seems that there are always too many variables.
but, i don't really know how i wound up back at this point.
and i don't know why i feel okay with it, when really i should be scared or at least recognize that i'm probably stupid.
maybe it's this class i'm taking that doesn't let me forget about being alone for two seconds
or maybe it's just timing...but hasn't timing always been my downfall?
at one minute i feel like crawling under a bench and hiding, or running to the things i know are comfortable
and then the next i feel like running around screaming because it just seems appropriate to be that happy.
i'd say that more than half the time i'm really happy with my life
and that for a lot of the time i'm a little scared of what's to come
but i straight up miss some things that i used to have
or that i felt like i used to have.
really, it's certain people.
some things are really messed up right now
and other things are really perfect
and i don't know where this all fits in on that spectrum.
i think i really need some comforting arms,
with or without extraneous meanings to them,
i really just need to fold into someone right now.