So, I’m writing from our living room slash bedroom (just in holidays time) and was bored so I thought writing something to you. My holidays are being amazing. I’m having a lot of fun but I just feel kinda’ depressed. And I just want to write, write and write. Put all my feelings out here. I don’t care anymore what people will think and I don’t wanna think about it any longer.
Anyway, my summer holidays. Do you have a place where you can feel yourself, just yourself? Where no one knows you and you don’t need to pretend to be someone else just to fit in. I feel this here. Like everything can happen and I’m free. Free to be myself, free to say whatever I want, free to dream. Free to love.
When I was back to my home town, I wrote about love, family, future… right now I don’t know what to write about anymore. I have no strength to think about powerful things, about hurting ones or even about love. Or the lack of it. I just have no strength anymore. And I stand here, writing about nothing, hoping that one day my strength and happiness come involving my heart again.
Till then I sit alone on the dark,
Liver. 3:05pm@ 29-08-10
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