#tellmeimnotalone

[myraschwartzfit]

Anyone else?⁣ Just me?⁣ It’s a problem... 🤣⁣ ⁣ #bigproblem #fomo #tellmeimnotalone https://www.instagram.com/p/BpXSvLbDC4J/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=xmcpk1537m25

[myraschwartzfit]

What is it about spring mix? 🤷🏻‍♀️🤣🤦🏻‍♀️⁣ ⁣ #forreal #veganfail #tellmeimnotalone (at Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpOFSNNj59J/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1dgirbdkmhei7

[bricreative-blog1]

Reality for me today...😭😩💪🏼 #tellmeimnotalone #momlife

[emilythebanana]

I always burn my tongue when i cook things on the stovetop bc i have to taste it every two seconds

[lucyfrancescadavies-blog]

Know what pisses me off? Those videos on Facebook recorded on apps that distort your face to adorably strange proportions and makes yours voice squeaky so you can mime irrelevant and recent pop songs. It's so white girl that you actually RECORD yourself miming girlie lyrics to post onto facebook. I DONT KNOW WHY ANYONE DOES IT ITS SO STUPID I CANNOT BEGIN TO EVEN

[richardlazarusisgo]

Okay so, the hobbit the desolation of Smaug has really sent me into a strange state of mind. It was a stellar movie I still can’t get over it. But now I’m suddenly interested in fantasy which is a something I’ve never really been into even from the time I was little. But I’m suddenly extremely bored. This world is boring. What do I do? I wake up, go to school, go home, do some band, go to sleep, wake up, go to school ect ect. Even when something exciting happens its so boring! I want to live in a world like middle earth or anywhere but here. I wanna meet aliens and fight dragons and save the world! But that’s not how life is. I’ll grow up and get a boring job then retire then die eventually. What is there for me here? Nothing. I’m insignificant and unimportant and bored and boring. This world is small and insignificant and boring. The universe is huge and I have to live in a generation that hasn’t developed the technology to explore it. I live in a world where nothing exciting happens. I feel this extreme consuming boredom. I need to escape this it’s awful. Do other people feel this? Am I the only one?

[revepourtoujours]

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I used to think that I had a knack for writing.  That I had an ability to alter the meaning behind words.  That I could change someone's outlook by writing.  I know now that I was wrong. 

I like to listen to people.  To hear their stories and lose myself in their passion.  I've come across many people throughout my short 24 years and I've heard many stories.  Some good, some bad and some I wished I never heard.  When I think about it, I realize that my lack of knowledge of language was so far from what I thought it was.  I thought that I could take something simple and make it complex.  

Lately, more than usual, I've been thinking about where I am going versus where I want to be versus where I am.  And none of those paths cross each other.  I haven't the slightest clue how to get from one road to the next.  And I'm watching everyone pass me by but I can't follow.  I can't move.  

When I was younger I thought by now I'd have all the answers, I thought I would have figured it out by now.  But I'm 24 and still haven't figured it out yet.  And I don't think I'm supposed to.  

I have a passion for learning, for knowledge.  I want to know things about places and people.  I want to know everyone's story.  I want to know that I'm not the only one who hasn't figured it out yet, that it's okay to be confused and lost and stuck.  Because I feel like I'm the only one.  

I'm happy for those people that I've met who are moving on with their lives and who have started to figure it out.  I wish them the best but, I can't help but envy them.  I've been so jealous and bitter and this isn't like me, at all. But it hurts to see everyone else where you want to be.  And here you are, watching them, seeing exactly what they did to get there yet, you can't figure it out.

And I don't see myself figuring it out for a while.  I see myself being stuck for a long time and from time to time I think that this is what I'm meant for and that scares me.  I wish I could pack a bag and walk out of my own life like so many before.  I wish I had the courage to leave all of this behind and start over.  I have all of these thoughts and dreams and wants and needs and the only thing stopping me is myself.  And when will I learn? When will I stop? When will I let the passion that I love to see in others come alive in me? I'm not meant to be stuck.  I'm meant for so much more.