having no time is good right? Never being alone is good right? Pause is a dirty word right? If I don’t know what is happening in my brain things must be great right? Naval gazing is reserved for teens huh?
What am I doing on this site
Nostalgia killed me this weekend and it really has been clouds since (pretty ones) I just want to know what literally anyone is thinking. There’s a strange surface tension everywhere like there never was before.
Sometimes I miss the raw sadness of the people I used to hang out with and the age we all were. I know it’s foolish. Happiness and simplicity are much better. I am much better. But I can't help but feel bored by it.
I was too busy to notice that I was getting old and it was sucking at the same time it was feeling triumphant.
