do they really come? I feel like I have too much faith. too much faith in people and places and things. never ending faith that one day i will truly be happy and those nearest to me will too.
i think my choices are all the wrong ones but maybe seem right at the time. they only make me miserable and bitter. but i put on a fake smile and laugh and pretend im having a good time when i actually cant remember the last time i was truly happy.
i just want to be done with it all. college, home, relationships...etc. i want a tiny house with a big back yard and a hammock. all to my self. i want to learn to cook and i want to live. i dont want to take classes in a major i may or may not want to pursue anything in. i dont want a career. i just want something to get me by. i dont need a lot of money. i dont need a lot of things.
i want to start a life of my own. im tired of doing things for everyone else. i cant do it anymore.
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i think my choices are all the wrong ones but maybe seem right at the time. they only make me miserable and bitter. but i put on a fake smile and laugh and pretend im having a good time when i actually cant remember the last time i was truly happy.
i just want to be done with it all. college, home, relationships...etc. i want a tiny house with a big back yard and a hammock. all to my self. i want to learn to cook and i want to live. i dont want to take classes in a major i may or may not want to pursue anything in. i dont want a career. i just want something to get me by. i dont need a lot of money. i dont need a lot of things.
i want to start a life of my own. im tired of doing things for everyone else. i cant do it anymore.
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