Lost
Last week I made an appointment to see a counsellor.
As I walked slowly to the door and opened it, I felt so sad and self resigned.
Lost… [can anyone help me?]
I have no direction now. The trail of crumbs has ended suddenly, and I’m standing in the middle of the woods [alone] looking…
Lately I’ve had this notion that I’m crazy [and that one day I’ll catch up with me, and find me in a mental institution.] I don’t know who me is really.
I can’t figure out yet whether I’m okay with this.
I think I need help…
THE END
[repeat]
I love how he plans his future with me. I love it when he says “I will marry you, someday..” I love the way when he tells me he wants ME to be the mother of his CHILDREN.
Oh baby, if I only I could marry you at this very moment, I would.
(via kat-star)
I love those type of friendships that don’t require a lot of effort. We may not see each other as much as we want to or talk as much as we used to, but it doesn’t change the fact that we’re friends no matter what. They can do their own thing and I can do my own thing. What’s important is that whenever we do see each other again, we can pick up right from where we left off without making it awkward. Any friendship that works out like that is a friendship worth having.