Uninhibited blogger just waiting to be discovered. There's more to me than a few reblogged pictures and inspirational quotes. I may be a dreamer, but I slowly make those ambitious desires a reality. A passion for music, writing short stories, but most of all dancing; the best way to open the window to my soul. Open your eyes and read closely, because you're about to enter the world of a passionate teenager.
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Why do I get a teary eye everytime I hear your voice?
It’s like my entire fate has been handed to it.
Everytime I get a taste of it, I’m scared.
Every day, every night, I think of you.
But I also think of how little I think of you, and how much I think of useless beings.
Why am I so attached to the past?
Why do I think that’s the only way for me to reach happiness?
I don’t know why.
Maybe it’s because I miss someone deeply, or the fact that I let that person down, or even the thought of having hurt someone who genuinely cares about me.
I really don’t know why.
Maybe it’s because I wonder why I push away whoever cares about me and waste my time with others who would never bother to do so.
But I’m happy.
Yet I still don’t know why.
Maybe that’s why I’m so sad.
Because being happy with no reason is never a good enough choice for me.
Maybe I should stop asking why. Maybe then, just maybe might I taste liberty from frustrating thoughts.