sometimes i analyze myself what kind of soul i burden everyday,
try to understand
what am i?
who am i?
what sort of traits i hold?
what are the things that made me like this?
where to keep so much of me?
am i the only person to understand my deepned things?
i realy, i really do not get anything that would fit in my head!
i crave so much of everything like i become the most nonchalant one or become the most saddest one. it's not like i deeply want of everything it's more than something else that i can't even place in me.
sometimes i think i know too much of me and sometimes not and i feel like
i am a big ******* paradox myself.
one thing i know and it's kind of certain to me that i profoundly want to just vanish to the nowwhere may be blending into to mud or something else i don't know.
i feel like it's just better if i just don't exist in this world not beacuse i went through any traumatic phase of my life but more importantly my saddness in everything. i feel happy at the same i feel sad i am middle of nowwhere. nowhere to the nothingness..
oh god! i am a big ******* paradox to myself.
Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 6:04 PM UTC
