this has never happened before.
can everyone and their brother stop telling me they ‘love/like’ me? seriously? it’s very confusing, coming from so many different outlets. it makes my life complicated. i don’t want it right now. maybe someday. but not now. no.
i am here?
life would be so much easier
if you were just assigned an occupation. assigned a career that was somewhere boiling inside you, bubbling to come out. why can’t i decide one thing? can there be a sorting hat for which way my life is supposed to go? must i love everything? i love everything. i love everything and i love nothing.