To have absolutly no way out of your life, Is exhausting. You try every option to go beyond your walls of your mind, your life. To be happy or try to find thing to fill the gaps. But in the end, youre in the same position you were in before. I just want to pick up everything amd be in a different place. Where no one knows my name or my story. Feel it hit you like waves crushing on the shore. Im free. But god knows I’m grateful. For every day I wake up. But economy is shit. Going to work seems like a wasted effort. Why should I go, its not like I can waste it on me. And maybe that seems selfess in a sense. But I deserve it. Giving your whole pay check just to keep a shelter over your head. Seems selfless. But I want to have fun, waste my money on things that shoulsnt be wasted on. Go places I should.
Letting go takes great strength and wisdom. to finally realize it and move on is probably the greatest feeling you’ll get
The reason I’m not friends with you is because I’ve always been the third wheel. when you fight with your suppose bestfriend and act like you’re never going to talk to her suddenly I’m you’re main bestfriend right? No. because once you make up I’m thrown right back to where I was. You treat me so bad sometimes and I never had the courage to tell you, you made me cry multiple times on my way back home. You treat me like shit some days and I just suck it up and ignore it. Even jenny knows. I know ill never be jenny ill never be your bestfriend. And it sucks.everytime we are all together its like you just focus on her and I just blend into the walls. I’ve always been someone who was so unimportant to everyone.
My family consists of five. My beautiful mother miriam. Hardworking father albert and two oldest brothers johnny and anthony. Who at times, bother me to no end. My mom Always so good hearted and strong willed loved to clean and loathed the sight of clutter in the house. Shes my bestfriend. My dad that’s worked so hard all his life for us is a stubborn and strict father. If its not his way its no way. But his humor, was something that lite any room. And my brother johnny ,we butted heads since birth, he’s into cars and spends all his money fixing them up. My other brother anthony was the shy one. He”ll hide in his room playing video games and collecting numerous guns and knifes as a hobbie.
i may look like im listening to music but really i have my volume on zero and im listening to everyones conversations because im a true spy kid
Men who share a name take different paths in life.
cosmic love ; Florence and the machine