Me: "Nothing's bigger than Angelina Jolie's lips."
Sister: "JLo's butt."
Me: "Beyonce's hips. Simon Cowell's ego."
There’s a certain kind of sadness that hides deep inside the soul and never wears off.
I’m nervous because everything seemed to be going alright nowadays, but it isn’t, not at all, and I’m starting to feel deattached again. I’m scared because I can never grab a hold of my life for too long, how am I supposed to be? How can I be happy or at least okay for a bit longer? I’m sick and tired of being sad and feeling lonely and worthless. I’m too scared of not ever changing this because finally I’ve stopped wishing I was gone. I’ve found a tiny grisp, a chance, that maybe I can accomplish something in life, and I’ve even started talking and dreaming about the future, but I don’t know how to handle this mess of feelings inside of me.
Oh tell me how, you all who left, can I manage to feel and be happy and feel positive about my life?
