An entire sea of water can’t sink a ship unless it gets inside the ship. Similarly, the negativity of the world can’t put you down unless you allow it to get inside you.
people always interrupt me to tell another story because apparently my story isn’t good enough for their ears
i sound like an idiot who just learned to talk two hours ago
people seem disinterested in what i’m saying
i hate my voice
i have something really mean to say
i hate you
i repeat because this happens a lot: people interrupt me and never let me finish and i feel really shitty about myself because no one seems to want to listen to me
It is so hard to leave—until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world. (…) I leave, and then leaving is so exhilarating I know I can never go back. But then what? Do I keep leaving places, and leaving them, tramping a perpetual journey?
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