Thinking thinking thinking
I think too much. Seriously, I do. It seems like in this world there are those who think too much and those who do not think at all. I’m in the first category, and sometimes I wish I could just stop thinking about every little thing and just LIVE.
I need to stop thinking about boys so much. I change my mind every five seconds, which makes me wonder if I ever actually like anyone. Sometimes I do, but sometimes I’m just curous and my imagination runs wild, and I fall in love with an idea. I’ve never been in love with anyone, I just have silly schoolgirl crushes. I want more than that though.
And right now I keep thinking wayy too much about next year, and what it’s gonna be like leaving everyone behind. On the one hand I’m excited to start over, on the other hand I know it’s gonna be so hard to say good bye to some people who I know aren’t going to stick around past graduation. It’s a hard thing to accept, but I mean I don’t know any adults who still talk to their high school friends. I’d like to hope I won’t be like them, but I only have confidence in like one or two people remaining a part of my life in the future.
I need to stop thinking, like legit I really need to. Cause I’m driving myself insane.
jfguhdguidgbguirbg ooooooo pretty dinosaur! rawr veloceraptor in platypus pajamas!
I’m a banana!
Man I wish I just had random thoughts like this in my head all day, then life would be so simple.
It must be nice being insane. No real problems, just weird hallucinative thoughts. I wouldn’t mind seeing talking dinosaurs and dancing spoons all day everyday. Maybe I should just let myself go insane.
