You are immortal; you’ve existed for billions of years in different manifestations, because you are Life, and Life cannot die. You are in the trees, the butterflies, the fish, the air, the moon, the sun. Wherever you go, you are there, waiting for yourself.
do you ever get in those moods where you don’t feel like reading and you don’t feel like being on the internet and you don’t feel like watching a show and you don’t feel like sleeping and you don’t feel like existing in general
BUT YOU WANT TO DO SOMETHING.It’s in words
LOOK AT THE CAT
Whenever 3 am rolls around I have the urge to dye my hair blue and quit my job because I feel so fucking suppressed that I can’t sleep. I hate hate working for the wrong reasons. I’m doing what is expected of me and I fucking hate it. I do everything to make my mom happy and it’s just not working out. I’m 19 and I feel like I’m 40 this is bullshit.