My thoughts are constantly running at a million miles an hour, and I can’t keep up. I wish someone fully understood me. I have few friends, so I feel kind of alone most of the time.. But I’m not sure I know how to make myself happy. I always rely on other people to be there for me. Which is okay for now, I just want to know how I’d be on my own. I wish my life was a bit more exciting. I wish I had the motivation to go out and be the person I want to be, and do the things I long to do. I just can’t. I’m trapped by choice. It’s pathetic.
(Source: life-confessions)