Stii cum e sa te simti extenuat? Din toate punctele de vedere. As vrea sa fiu nepasatoare, sa ma gandesc la cat de mirobolanta e viata asta, ca totul e roz-bombon cu picatele, dar nu pot. NU POT! Asa sunt eu. „Vesnic nemultumita” mi se spune. Dar acum stiu ca nu e asa. Pentru ca vreau mai mult de la viata mea. Nu vreau sa aleg comfortul in detrimentul fericirii mele. M-am saturat sa fac pe plac altora, sa ma gandesc mereu la fericirea lor. Si a mea? Unde e fericirea mea? Nu stiu. S-a evaporat [asta daca a existat vreodata cu adevarat]
I keep it on the inside because it's the safest place to hide.
We are all incredibly lonely and all we want is somebody to pay attention and tell us we're beautiful.
Sometimes I need to get lost in order to find myself.
I was never really insane, except for the moments when my heart was touched.
I keep it on the inside because it's the safest place to hide.
We are all incredibly lonely and all we want is somebody to pay attention and tell us we're beautiful.
Sometimes I need to get lost in order to find myself.
I was never really insane, except for the moments when my heart was touched.
Never mind my intentions. I can have pretty weird desires and ideas in my head sometimes. But I realize that they are stupid only after I have completed them. Some of them are so useless. I wish I could bury them somewhere, where nobody would find them, not even myself. It’s only my fault. I keep remembering details. A word, a sound, a gesture…who can tell? Something that simply caught my attention and got stuck into my head.
I’ve done it once, I can’t do it again. Some things are meant to happen once in a lifetime. And you realize that only after they’re over. I used to be so alive and…different. In a good way. I know I’ve changed since, but I honestly feel more lost than back then. I can’t seem to find myself in nothing.
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