Life seems like nothing but one long drive.
a series of routes
a spontaneous trip
I wonder if I took the right path.
I wonder if I was ever on the right path.
Is there a right path or is that the whole point?
I feel like I am just constantly fucking up in every way that I can.
Almost as if it is deliberate.
Like I just want to be an indecisive, miserable person...that obviously hates everything and has no idea how to interact with other people.
I think I have been the problem all along.
I don't really know how to stop it, or pinpoint where it all went wrong.
Just when things start feeling right I realize I am just being naive.
I am so blind...