Life, The Typewriter, The Wanderer

Writers and Doubts

It's a funny and very obvious thing, really, that the people I look up to the most are writers. Other than that some are artists, like Van Gogh, and the rest are people from different areas whom I respect or admire. But writers, ah the writers, they make my eyes shine and I want to… Continue reading Writers and Doubts

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Life, The Wanderer

Bad Feelings™

Sometimes I think I'm broken. Millions of pieces which were never meant to be together, never fully becoming. Sometimes I know this is not the case, that I'm only having a bad time, that it's only my depression being annoying. And sometimes I believe it. Believe that I will never be -ok-, whatever that means.… Continue reading Bad Feelings™

Life, The Wanderer

Pondering (too much)

Sorry for keeping quiet lately. I just find that if I don't have nothing to say, then I must say nothing. And if I say nothing then that actually means I'm not living enough. And it's true. I'm still feeling a bit zoned out and anxious and am still trying to get better, so my… Continue reading Pondering (too much)