Mostly when I just want to shut up, I tend to talk about all the things I’d like to keep to myself.
I don’t know why I just continue to say everything which is on my mind.
There are just one person which I know a bit well, who I am very silent around.
In one way that is very comfortable and I like who I am around that person, but at the same time it’s very confusing.
But around most people who I know well, I just talk, talk and talk.
Guess that’s a massive part of my personality then.
I hope I’m not talking about everything which worries me, but more about things I’m looking forward to as well.
So, yeah, that’s a lot about who I am.
Some times most things feel bad.
So bad that you’d like to hide behind a rock and never go back to the real world.
A few days ago, two ghosts from my past made me want to hide behind a rock.
Before that, there had been hope.
I had felt good about the situation I were in, and didn’t think too much of how things were.
But then the ghosts appeared and did things they should not have done.
They disappointed me.
If only one of them had waited for a while, but of course they both appeared at the same time.
So yeah, they made me want to hide behind a rock.
And now I’m carefully looking from behind the rock, at the real world.
I just have to go back there.
That’s the only thing to do.
What if everything turned out to be alive in a way that humans could see? What if we were able to see all those things we’re not supposed to see? What are those secrets about the world that would amaze us and make us wonder about who we are and where we are? What if we all could really see the world?
The greatest, fantastic and chaotic people in your life. They are your family. They are lovely. I honestly don’t know what I’d do without them. Some times it’s just nice to go back home to where I grew up. Because I know my family will be there. And thats a good feeling. Let’s be honest, there tend to be some discussions and arguments between family members. But thats only a sign that family are comfortable around one another. Other times we can laugh so much that we don’t know how to stop laughing. So, yeah, family are amazing.
I remember as a little girl when I used to believe that love were something pure and everlasting. As I’ve grown older I’ve learned one or two things about the subject. I’ve learned that love can be powerful, and that love doesn’t necessarily have to be between a man and a woman who wants to get married. You can love a lot of people from different paths of your life. You can love your family. You can love fantastic friendships. You can love your animal. But all these kinds of love are different kinds of love adapted to the different situations. I’ve also learned that not all people want love. And that is a little bit sad. But then again, they might know that love is a complicated creature in our lives. I respect that they’ve had a path to that conclusion. But one should not be afraid of love. Because love should be pure, as I used to believe love were as a little kid.
I remember as a kid I were terrified of staying in one place. I knew the world I knew. And I knew that I wanted to move away from the place I grew up. Now, when I’m supposed to be grown up and have it all figured out, guess what: i do not have it all figured out. I did end up moving away from where I grew up. I’ve lived in three different cities, and still haven’t found a place to call home. I know that the village I grew up in will always be my home, but at the same time I know that it’s not going to be my home in a very long time.