I just don’t understand me.
I spent the day just commenting and looking at other people’s photographs plus uploading some of my own. I hate the feeling of sadness.. why can’t it be always happiness? I hate the feeling of dreading to do something I do not want because it’s like killing yourself. I hate the feeling of being affected by what people say about you especially if it’s your loved ones who say those things.
Right now, I need a place of comfort and peace. Somewhere that I can just sit and be still in peace. Somewhere where I can be myself with no one judging me and saying mean stuffs about me. Some place where I can do what I want without the fear of judgement and criticisms. Often times I acted negatively just by what other people or events have done to me. I am a badly damaged good pretending to be okay.
I need badly to move. But honestly, I am stuck.. badly.
And also, if people reading this entry is already fed up with my pessimism, by all means don’t bring it up on our conversations. Let’s smile and talk about optimism shall we?
Thanks.
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