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OBLIVIATE;
Muse
Specs
Way Out
Credits
Dashboard
Not feeling anything at all.
Tuesday, September 10, 201311:19 PM


"'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need..."

Tomorrow I'll look for answers that I wish didn't exist because I feel so confused now and I need someone to shed some light on what I'm feeling.


I think I'm a really boring person. And I think I've mentioned this to people at least once. No one's ever made me feel like I'm really interesting and that I should share my life with. I don't know. I just think I don't have anything interesting to share and to experience and everything that I'm doing is what everyone is doing. And I guess when I don't look and analyze how boring my life is, I kind of like that way. How constant everything is. I think it has become my new obsession: to keep everything constant. If I smile I want to keep smiling because of the same reasons. If I'm happy, I want the same few things to be the things that make me happy. If I'm feeling sad and all, I want it to be the same people and the same things, even though it might hurt like hell. Do you get what I mean?


Don't know what I've been doing these few days. These are the kind of days where I have no direction and no purpose and I'm wasting the hours doing things I'm not even sure of. It isn't even about the people or the things or anything, it's just me. Confusing days and everything, I can't put a finger or a word to what has been going through my mind.


If everyone's special, that doesn't make me any more special right.


You're cheering me up so much now, I know you'll never see this but I never expected that it'd be you but I'm so thankful that you exist (: 


Have you ever made a mistake that you know you shouldn't and it just haunts you every time you think about it and you'd give anything you have to just go back in time to make it all right? And you tell yourself every single time that you'll never repeat your mistake and every part of you becomes cautious of everything you do and every word you say because you're just so afraid of screwing up. But the only thing that scares you is that some situation might just catch you off-guard and throw you off course and you're so worried that you'll commit that mistake once again when you didn't even expect it to happen.


How much of giving does it take, to consider it as a sacrifice?


I'm sorry for my really incoherent and stupid post. Which doesn't even make sense as I'm reading it. I mean, it doesn't even flow lol. Oh well. I'm sorry and here's to angsty and messed up posts #swag


Isn't it ironic when you say you care but all you make me feel is second best all the time.

xoxo,
me