I don't know if I would call myself an adult, but I'm not a kid... So, I don't know what that makes me.
The most exciting part about being young is, I don't know, everything. Not having to it all planed out, discovering parts of you that you didn't know existed. Not knowing whats happening.
Latterly anything is possible. Anything, anything's possible and the more I say it the more I believe it.
If we can achieve escape velocity we can have a chance at our own actual lives. We can go whereever we want to. I don't know what I'm gonna do and I'm freaking out.
Be weird, be impulsive! I have my passport, I'm ready to go. Don't play small, not for anybody, you're already really short.
I'm still little young and stupid which is okay cause I'm 24 years old.
You're going to fail, fail gloriously.
What happened to our dreams? I don't have a corner office on wall street, with a hot assistant who is secretly in love with me.
Being in love for the first time is the most insane, brilliant, terrifying... It's kind of like you won something. I could also do without the soul crushing part of it. I need you to know the truth and be ok with it, But I'm not okay with it.
Let it go, just let it go. Cold never bothered me anyway.
I have to remind myself every day that the future is unwritten.
That's what an adventure is. You go in one way and you usually come out different.
I'll talk to you soon.
-K
My thoughts, feelings, opinions and thingy things coming out of my head. Writing maybe weekly, maybe daily. Definitely every couple days when I'll get a chance.
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Wednesday, 30 December 2015
December 30th, 2015
I spent my life delving into what it all means. How do we still seek purpose? That very question is what it's all about. We want our eyes closed to the dark, society depends on this.
When life challenges you.
The world has just become so inhuman. Why is it so insensitive, why is it so selfish?
When love disappoints you.
I'm not going to be what I've turned into anymore. At the heart of human interaction is the agreement that we're all going to fabricate.
We search for a connection.
I am so lonely. I crave interaction. I crave it.
I've been descent, honest, loyal, I've worked hard.
Do we abandon the search for truths or is all this finally and forever pointless.
When life challenges you.
The world has just become so inhuman. Why is it so insensitive, why is it so selfish?
When love disappoints you.
I'm not going to be what I've turned into anymore. At the heart of human interaction is the agreement that we're all going to fabricate.
We search for a connection.
I am so lonely. I crave interaction. I crave it.
I've been descent, honest, loyal, I've worked hard.
Do we abandon the search for truths or is all this finally and forever pointless.