effected by midnight as of December 17th
But then when I’m having a bad night,
I open Microsoft Word and end up with a 1,572 word document of everything I’m feeling.
It’s official; I feel too much and write even more.
All I want right now is to sit on a rooftop, or anywhere under the stars
and just talk about everything, about life.
I really need to clear my mind.
Lately I’ve started rethinking my whole life.
From the person I am, to the person I want to be. Why I’m still here and everywhere I want to go. The choices I made and what type of person they make me. It all sounds very deep and slightly cliche, but my mind has been racing the past few days. I’m slightly worried to whether or not this thinking is beneficial to my mental health or not.
