suhojpg:

*wants to read* *doesnt read*

*wants to draw* *doesnt draw*

*wants to study a language* *doesnt study the language*

*wants to watch new movies* *doesnt watch new movies*

*wants to do stuff i like and enjoy* *doesnt*

kristilllo:

words can’t express my frustration with myself. i don’t know who i am or what i want to be. some people just don’t understand the fact that I’m not the type of person to just go to school and take classes just to get some degree to be “safe”. what’s the point?

i can’t stress enough how jealous i am of people who have passions, dreams, and goals to work towards. there’s nothing that I’m especially good at or something that i really enjoy for the hell of it. when i see people doing the things they love i get so emotional to the point where i’m on the verge of tears because i wish i could be like them.

i’m so torn between doing whatever i want, without any thought, and doing something to just help and please my parents. i hate that.

what am i here for? how long will i feel this way?