I don’t know why I live my life as if the world owes me something for merely existing and staying alive, because a part of me feels like I could have chosen not to, yet I didn’t. So where is my thank you?
I crave peace and quiet; solitude is my fort. Yet, as days go by, I find myself getting a little bored of how peaceful it is. I don’t miss the drama, nor the pain. I’m just ordained to chaos, and without it, it feels like I feel nothing.
Although, I must enjoy this quiet and peace I have, because it won’t last if I am to pursue what I am thinking of pursuing. So, I’ll let these dull days go as they want to because someday, it won’t be like this.
She Was Sea 