I’ve been taking a non-voluntary break from my life
where I should be doing irresponsible senseless teenage acts that
should be adding up for my future auto-biography.
I’m bored.
With life, and the people in this life I know.
Instead of gathering up trashy teenagers with their trashy love
for adventures and discovering what’s on the outskirts of this
not so big apple city, I’ve been sheltering myself and pressing
the “ignore” button on my mobile phone far too many times.
I can’t even think of a reason as to why I’m
doing this to myself.
This isn’t Me.
I’m lacking some voluptuousness in my life.
Along with serious motivation
Everybody is guilty of wanting "more" it just sounds a lot more fucked up when applied to somebodys vices.
i hate feeling like there should be something more and just waiting for something better and theres nothing. ever.