I think too much and I talk to much, I sometimes just scribble all over the page and write words just to let some of the bullshit out. But it doesn’t work. I’m just sat, feeling slightly sad and ridiculously stupid all because I can’t just keep it together. I want to run away, I want to get out and be somewhere else. I want to sit in a cafe somewhere, far from here with no worries or cloudiness holding me back from being the person I want to be. I’m tired of feeling sad, I’m tired of fucking things up and I’m tired of losing people. I think I need a fresh start. A fresh blank page. Where i actually feel like someone cares about me. Where I have friends who actually care if they lose me or not.
Posted 11 months ago with 6 Notes