Thoughts 12:08pm 7/17.18
Just when you think you have a hold of life and you have complete control. something happens , someone comes in and changes everything. The thing is that you cant decide if it is for the good or the bad.....


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Thoughts 12:08pm 7/17.18
Just when you think you have a hold of life and you have complete control. something happens , someone comes in and changes everything. The thing is that you cant decide if it is for the good or the bad.....
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It's crazy because I am the most confident with myself than I've ever been in my whole life, however, emotionally I am drained. I am sad.. And I don't know how to fix it.
There's something so serene about how the sky looks at 5 in the morning. Although the sky is lit it's very dim, somewhat peaceful as if it has an innocence. It makes me want to go out and get lost somewhere yet I am compelled to this bedroom. Why are humans always cooped up in houses sheltering themselves from outside life? Why must we live this 9 to 5 life slaving away to pay for these boxes of containment that only restrict us from growing and loving the outside world? Why do we agree to deal with something that holds us back from truly grasping the concept of life, discovery and inner enlightenment? This isn't how we are supposed to live. I don't want to feel like I am bound to only one place and I can not roam freely. This isn't the live for me, yet I sit.
I wanna fly so high I don't know who the fuck I am.
I can never sleep Saturday nights/Sunday mornings. Every damn week it's the same thing.
Just thinking...
People are suspecting Macbeth of using foul play in order to attain the spot of King. I don't know what to think about that right now...
I have been thinking of the prophecies of the Weird Sisters. They said that I, BANQUO, would actually father a line of kings. I don't mean to be ambitious, but if their first prophecy came true, then why wouldn't this one?
I neglected to tell Macbeth of my speculations because he would not be happy, instead I just invited him to come riding with me later.
Why can't I just be honest about my feelings?