I think I need a moment away from electronics. I think I need a weekend away from people. I think I need time away from myself. I’m starting to really worry myself with all of these thoughts that are going through my head. It’s like a rough, patchy, blur of thoughts. There are so many, I can hear and read and feel them all. I just can’t make sense of any of them. It’s a good thing no one cares or I would be worried about judgements and all of that special snowflakey stuff. I’m worried this Summer is going to bring a lot of big mistakes. I’m also really looking forward to making every single one of them. A friend of mine and I are in the mood to throw things out the window. This includes cares, rules, friends, feelings and inanimate objects such as lamps. I wish I could say that I feel like there’s more to life that self-distruction, but I really do not feel that way right now. Haha. How pathetic. Is it normal to want to talk about it, but feel like it’s so insignificant that you don’t want to really bother anyone about it? Even though it’s clearly not insignificant, you just don’t know who to run to or who to burden. Or you’re too scared that the people you tell will be the wrong ones and they’ll just secretly judge you. Welcome to the mind of a Paranoia sufferer. Teenage girl. Bullshit. Whatever. I’m re downloading The Blood Brothers, The Unicorns and whatever else I used to listen to. I’m curious. It’s been years since I’ve listen to them. So now I will.
Done ranting. Get on with your lives.
