"Must be nice," she said, looking at him with sad eyes."Must be nice to know what you want to do in life, and not have to be afraid of making a mistake that would stay with you forever."
You tell yourself you need a purpose
— some purpose, anything —
to make life more exciting.
Because looking around,
everyone has a road they want to walk on —
gravel, dirt, paved, cement
— everyone except you,
at least that’s what it feels like.
So you look under cracks of a sidewalk
beneath pages of a worn out book,
in the crooks of one’s neck
hoping that maybe you’ll find something — anything —
that will bring you some type of passion.
"Relationship advice: Find someone who accepts you for the lazy piece of shit you are."
"why dont you just give him a chance"
idk because im not physically or mentally attracted to him and ‘but he likes you’ or ‘but hes really nice’ isnt going to change the fact that im not interested
me: ah yes time to start my homework
me: *opens tumblr*
me: *watches 25 youtube tutorials*
me: *sings the entirety of bohemian rhapsody*
me: *rearranges room*
me: *reads les mis*
me: *watches every tom hiddleston interview on the internet*
me: *writes a novel*
me: *publishes novel*
me: *has novel made into 3 movies and a video game*
me: *takes the ring to mordor*
me: *defeats lord voldemort*
me: well its too late to start it now
"There are 7 billion people on this planet who I have not met,
and 195 countries I have not visited.
Yet I am stuck in this insignificant town,
Being pressured into making decisions about my future,
When I barely even know who I am."