I'd like to think that we all have a purpose. That we all have some major function to perform throughout the course of our lifetime that makes all of our struggles and our frustrations worthwhile.
Right now, the only purpose that it seems that I have is to make things complicated. To plan out everything perfectly, and then screw them up terribly. I build things up to their full potential, and then I completely destroy them.
How do you change that without changing everything?
I thought at one point that I could change things about myself, things that I didn't like. But I know now that I can't. I'll always be this silly little girl with silly daydreams and no concept whatsoever of reality.
Anyway, this was just a random spilling of thoughts so as to clear my head and get me ready for some serious writing-time.
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Therapy by All Time Low
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