Friday, August 19, 2011

questions that don't have answers.

why do i always feel the need to go out there, further than i already am, to be "things" and do "stuff"?  as if what i'm doing is never nearly enough.

"it really isn't," she thought to herself.

everything i do feels so sub-par, borderline useless. making bold passionate moves is difficult, and making realistic decisions is discouraging. must i settle? or do i just say "fuck everyone, i do what i want"? wouldn't that just be taking selfishness to a whole another level? i know there are certain sacrifices i need to make to keep the peace in my reality, but how much do put up with at this point?

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