Oh even I scare myself with my bucket list.
October 2011
116 posts
I still can’t get over it, I am so upset
Oh I’m very depressed now, because I did some minor looking into someone’s life and found out that someone I really have bad vibes for can write. And well.
Fuck this insane shit, is this what it truly means to love writing so much that I can get jealous over someone else’s capability on something I love?
And just so to make it clear, this is a reminder to myself that the words ‘penniless writers’ are very true because since everyone can write - I don’t get it, I’ve lost myself this time
Oh boy, the ways in which I depress myself
My hair’s growing really fast
Oh it’s very true, happiness comes in the weirdest forms and ways that you’ll never know that it hit you at the instant, but the effects or the aftermath of the punch are long-lasting and leaves you delirious in whatever hallucination the punch has left you in.
Happiness is variety
