Dear Charlie,
I wish my stomach was slimmer, im somewhat over weight and I try so hard to loose those 30 pounds but I always fall back to old habits as you might know Charlie. But im now fed up. Starting today I’ll be the best version of myself. I’ll strive for my ideologies of greatness. I’ll be healthier physically Charlie. It will be tough but I know I can get through it.
Meanwhile Charlie, my mental state isn’t the best. Im so tried walking around those halls. Im tired with waking up in the same place every morning. Im tired with the people I live with. Im tired of not being taken seriously. Im so tired Charlie. And I know im not special Charlie. No one’s special. You can be important, and a influence on people’s live or the environment around you but no one will be special. Ever. I don’t want to give a crap Charlie. Im so tried of making jokes so people can laugh, im the clown who’s never taken seriously. Im either the clown or your gay friend. I just want to run and never look back.
I want to find peace. I don’t think I can find it now. I need to breathe. Some days are hard. Other days I ignore. These feelings caught up with me. Im once again “the angsty emo teen extra” i feel like a mother trucker with these feelings all the time Charlie.
I’m also scared of having a boring life. I don’t want to have a desk job. I need to have interest in my life.
As you might know Charlie, my romantic feelings are not in place. One day I like this guy the other day I like a other girl. Im exhausted. But Charlie I just need…. I don’t know. I’ll update u on these meaningless situations later.
Sincerely, Gezel
