With each day that passes I feel less sad when I’m alone.
(Source: colouredpaper, via yelyahwilliams)
I want to go somewhere, I want to have experiences that I can reminisce about when I’m older, tell someone about it and think yea I did that and have no regrets. People have all these things they do that make them who they are, girls my age traveling and going to all sorts of awesome places with their best friends. I dont, I’m still stuck trying to figure out why I’m even here I’m always too scared too nervous too tired to get out there and do things. I wish I was confident enough to just get out there and do shit on my own cause in the end I’m all alone anyway so why not make a thing of it and enjoy it. If money weren’t such an issue I would’ve already packed up my car and left, there’s literally nothing holding me back or tying me down to where I am at this very moment just my own insecurities and how sad is it that I can’t will myself to just let go of the negativity. It’s all my own fault and I admit to it but I just want some clarity and some reassurance that I’m not doing everything wrong and that I am where I belong. I just always wonder when it is that I’ll get my lucky break.
As soon as you feel like things are finally gonna change. You get another stab in the heart and get pulled down back to reality.
