False. I feel like doing the world, doing a drawing, doing a poem, doing an episode of House of Cards, doing a quesadilla, one with beans, avacado and tomato, doing collages, doing music, doing a hike, doing hair, doing something.. But I’m not going to. Why? I don’t know, I just don’t really feel like it.
Instead I’ll probably look in the mirror and wish I was prettier and had a perfect nose, think of all the things in my life that could be better and then sit and think of more things I should be doing. Choose a major, create life plan, establish stepping stones, get out and form connections, reach out to the community.
No. Not now. I’m too sad and I have too little energy to do any of that right now.
Or maybeeeeeeeeee… I just need endorphins in my blood. Yeah, probably. Those are the happy chemicals, I think you get those from running.. Fuck, I gotta run? Noooooooooo x( I don’t wanna run
YES CAROLINE, RUN.
Fine, better me. I’ll go for a run. No one likes these posts anyway. Maybe once I run I’ll stop all this pity pattying and actually get something done.