It´s so difficult to get up from bed every single day. And it´s even harder to realize that I am going to do what I do every day of my life. I´m so sick of this routine and all I ask is for some excitement, something that will change my perspective from life.
It doesn´t matter if it is finding someone to love or just going on a trip by myself. I want to feel the rush running through my veins and to feel that living is worth it. Maybe one day I will feel like this and I will be the luckiest girl. But until then I can´t stop wishing my life was different.
"That is part of the beauty of literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong." - F. Scott Fitzgerald
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CHAOS doesn't´t surround me I am CHAOS.
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