When things go wrong
January 18th, 2012 § 1 Comment
Everything starts to follow.
Sometimes I wish I know who I am. The more you know who you are and what you really wanted, the lesser you let things upset you.
Because sometimes people do actually feel that way. Sometimes your life feels like it’s caving in on you. Sometimes people reall do feel like they don’t want to exist, like they just want to curl up in a ball and go into that place between life and death. Saying ‘I don’t want to exist’ isn’t saying ‘I want to go die’. It means that I wish that, for the time being, I could go somewhere and not have to feel.
Sick of crying, tired of trying. Just temporarily very upset.