I don't know anymore
yes, yet another dispassionate, disheartening, depressing post.
what? It's not like I control the action of my hormones okay, life would be such a delight if I actually could.
thoughts, emotions and actions. these three doesn't quite seem to connect well with each other. it's always one is messing up or unstable or they all just collapse. Right now, it's the floppy fall of all three.
Honestly, I have no apparent reason to be feeling this way, but I just do. And when I try to figure out a reason for this feelings, I end up overthinking everything and just break under the pressure. Am I broken? No. Are my train of thoughts broken? Most probably. i guess this kind of sorrowfulness is something you can't embrace or even solve. it's either you dwell in it or drown in it. Until your hormones starts to be stable, then you'll get that slight grip of happiness back, hopefully.
Feeling insecure, jealous and not having the highest self-esteem right now. I walk pass pretty people, and just go, well being you must have been amazing. and right after passing them, this surge of doubts just crashes you like a wave. I mean like yeah, not everyone can be pretty you know, ugly people help make the pretty people stand out, that's my contribution to the society, you're welcs society.
oh well, just thought I pour my heart out for a bit just to get some weight off my chest. Writing just makes you feel all better, why? cause it's only your side of the story and there's no one to interrupt you or anything, just you.
what? It's not like I control the action of my hormones okay, life would be such a delight if I actually could.
thoughts, emotions and actions. these three doesn't quite seem to connect well with each other. it's always one is messing up or unstable or they all just collapse. Right now, it's the floppy fall of all three.
Honestly, I have no apparent reason to be feeling this way, but I just do. And when I try to figure out a reason for this feelings, I end up overthinking everything and just break under the pressure. Am I broken? No. Are my train of thoughts broken? Most probably. i guess this kind of sorrowfulness is something you can't embrace or even solve. it's either you dwell in it or drown in it. Until your hormones starts to be stable, then you'll get that slight grip of happiness back, hopefully.
Feeling insecure, jealous and not having the highest self-esteem right now. I walk pass pretty people, and just go, well being you must have been amazing. and right after passing them, this surge of doubts just crashes you like a wave. I mean like yeah, not everyone can be pretty you know, ugly people help make the pretty people stand out, that's my contribution to the society, you're welcs society.
oh well, just thought I pour my heart out for a bit just to get some weight off my chest. Writing just makes you feel all better, why? cause it's only your side of the story and there's no one to interrupt you or anything, just you.
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