unwanted, unsure, un everything
Being sad is my most unenjoyable mood of all.
Today I feel like there's no one around for me, like no one understands me.
I feel that this thing that makes me hurt is stupid, but i feel it hurts though.
I've cried a lot over the past 24 hours, wondering if I'm always going to be like this, If there's no more me to discover, if being true to my self has exceeded it's boundaries. If I am too much me, if too much me is lovable, wantable, desiareable. I really wouldn't know. And the one that i am expecting to tell me, to make me feel wanted, sure and everything, is not there for me right now, is not there to remind me of what i believe of myself. Is not there to make me feel fabulosa.
I am missing some of my old friends, missing the sense of being home, of having no responsabilities at all. Of being me at 12.
Did you know that I don't like capital letters? I DON'T! Yet, i use them, why? because it is how it's supposed to be.
I hate how it's supposed to be. Can't I just write something different?, can't i just create? can't i just live?
one day of sadness is good for a whole life of happiness.
a moment of seeing is worth a whole life of looking.
me estoy convirtiendo en algo raro. o acaso lo era ya? me gustaria no pensar tanto.
-emmita
Today I feel like there's no one around for me, like no one understands me.
I feel that this thing that makes me hurt is stupid, but i feel it hurts though.
I've cried a lot over the past 24 hours, wondering if I'm always going to be like this, If there's no more me to discover, if being true to my self has exceeded it's boundaries. If I am too much me, if too much me is lovable, wantable, desiareable. I really wouldn't know. And the one that i am expecting to tell me, to make me feel wanted, sure and everything, is not there for me right now, is not there to remind me of what i believe of myself. Is not there to make me feel fabulosa.
I am missing some of my old friends, missing the sense of being home, of having no responsabilities at all. Of being me at 12.
Did you know that I don't like capital letters? I DON'T! Yet, i use them, why? because it is how it's supposed to be.
I hate how it's supposed to be. Can't I just write something different?, can't i just create? can't i just live?
one day of sadness is good for a whole life of happiness.
a moment of seeing is worth a whole life of looking.
me estoy convirtiendo en algo raro. o acaso lo era ya? me gustaria no pensar tanto.
-emmita
posted by shemma @ 2:49 PM
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