thoughts.
Sometimes life feels like a daze. Like I’m walking around a dream trying to figure out what’s real and what’s fake. Sometimes my feelings get so jumbled and stuck together I can barely tell one from the other. I’m constantly reliving the past and trying to push it away as to grab for the future. I care so fucking much but I can never fucking show it. I just feel like nobody is ever going to understand and anyone who ever did isn’t around. I think I’m destined to be miserable forever.






