“what do you do for a living?” Oh I am a professional hopeless romantic and I read books and cry in my free time.
As a fellow person in their twenties, you good?
i wish i could float in a river face down for seventy kilometers and not drown
i understand that life has its setbacks but why do they have to happen every other week
It’s sad that I have resulted to tumblr to let out how I feel about life. I feel like there’s nobody to confide in but myself however that drives me mad just as much. Why everyday must I be so sad? So unhappy? I don’t know how to feel better. How to live better. How to live for myself. But I am losing it. I would rather disappear at this point in time. I don’t want to work at this job, I don’t want to wake up and dread my life everyday, I just want to be happy. Ugh…
