I don’t know why it’s so difficult to have a simple conversation without running away or getting defensive.
I believe that words uttered in passion contain a greater living truth than do those words which express thoughts rationally conceived. It is blood that moves the body. Words are not meant to stir the air only: they are capable of moving greater things.
– Kokoro | Natsume Soseki (via kohan) Via sightspacesound
I don’t know what to do anymore. I just need to write. Write write write. Am I broken? Im I stuck like this forever? I want to be happy but my mind is always do preoccupied with everything else. I just think 24/7. This anxiety is killing me. I don’t know what to do. I’m lost. I’m rambling. I’m venting. I need a shrink. I need to get the the bottom of this. I can’t handle it anymore. I can’t handle myself. Desperation. Hopelessness. I need to fix myself. I wouldn’t want to know me if I were someone else. I’m officially missing. I just want to find peace within again.
