mrawr.
i’m listening to… tegan and sara, death cab for cutie.
i’m feeling… k.
3:11 am - i want to be happy! i’m trying, really i am, but i’m not trying nearly hard enough. i feel defeated. i just want to sulk. i just want to be hugged and not have to think or worry or feel… give me comfort and happiness and stability and give me all of the workings that sap away productivity. i don’t really want that… in fact, i probably want the opposite of that, but i can’t find the willpower to exercise the opposite… something needs to start going right is all. something that will be able to give me a glimmer of hope and willpower. it doesn’t matter what it is, but at this point, i feel useless, unaccomplished, underappreciated, and misunderstood. love me, love me =(
finally, i’ve come to a conclusion… after all of these years. i think love does exist. it’s not a myth… i just don’t know how to categorize it. it’s just a feeling. but i don’t think it’s all-encompassing or supernatural in any way… i think it’s just people, needing one another, appreciating one another, and having empathy for one another.