Yesterday is notoriously the most common day for suicide
in the nation.
Congratulations on surviving it.
I've yet again plummetted into a quarter life crisis.
I can tell you right now, this wasn't supposed to be my life. As much as I hate that phrase, it really rings true right now. Had you asked me when I was thirteen where I saw myself at nineteen, it would not have included the words "three jobs" and "parents house" or even "seattle". I let things go too easily, and I don't try to live in the moment. A part of me wants things to be how they were. A part of me just wants emmense change.
I am a list maker, and due to that, I have a bucket list, I have lists of things I generally want to do (fencing, archery, etc.) and I have an extensive list of places I wish to live. Despite all of this, I'm sitting here at my parents' kitchen table debating whether or not I should go to the post office to apply for my passport, soley because I'm not keen on getting my picture taken. I feel pathetic, especially because I can't live in any of the places I want to live without a passport. I want to go back to Vancouver more than anything, too.
I feel I'm not the only one who's dissatisfied with their lives right now...that new show The Buried Life on MTV looks super super cool. I love watching people do the things I'm too lazy and petrified to do myself.
I'm going to the post office.
peaches.
in the nation.
Congratulations on surviving it.
I've yet again plummetted into a quarter life crisis.
I can tell you right now, this wasn't supposed to be my life. As much as I hate that phrase, it really rings true right now. Had you asked me when I was thirteen where I saw myself at nineteen, it would not have included the words "three jobs" and "parents house" or even "seattle". I let things go too easily, and I don't try to live in the moment. A part of me wants things to be how they were. A part of me just wants emmense change.
I am a list maker, and due to that, I have a bucket list, I have lists of things I generally want to do (fencing, archery, etc.) and I have an extensive list of places I wish to live. Despite all of this, I'm sitting here at my parents' kitchen table debating whether or not I should go to the post office to apply for my passport, soley because I'm not keen on getting my picture taken. I feel pathetic, especially because I can't live in any of the places I want to live without a passport. I want to go back to Vancouver more than anything, too.
I feel I'm not the only one who's dissatisfied with their lives right now...that new show The Buried Life on MTV looks super super cool. I love watching people do the things I'm too lazy and petrified to do myself.
I'm going to the post office.
peaches.
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