life is so confusing
I wanna fuck but it brings complications
I want to love but I don’t know if what I thought love was even exists
I want to live and I don’t know what exactly that means, but I can feel when I’m doing it and have no clue how to hold onto it
I’m scared of getting nowhere and I’m scared that’s missing the point
maybe I think too much or maybe I’m too thoughtless
I want an answer and anyone who claims to have it is full of shit
I want and I want and I want
and I don’t know if that wanting means a thing

















