there's this uneasy feeling raging inside of me for idk what reason. it feels almost overwhelming and consuming, insecurities probably.

perhaps i have reached how far i could steer away, it's really time to get back onto the right track. one decision and i could jolly well be many miles ahead of the others. i do know it, but so? it doesn't change much if i cannot discipline myself.

my shoulders are hurting and weighing me down so much it makes me wanna give up, both physically and metaphorically. someone please share the burden, it's oppressing and so intoxicating to even breathe properly.

how weak i am, lacking even the most basic courage to confront the voice within. i really hate myself this way. so languid, so feeble, so vulnerable and not to mention fragile.

lets drop it shall we.

murderer left quite a deep impression on me, or rather it scared the hell out of me. the last time i remembered i had goosebumps after watching a movie and gotten all so jumpy was after viewing [The Skeleton Key]. i conclude that psychopathic kids are a zillion times more pernicious and repulsive than their adult counterparts.

oh and i re-read the deathly hallows. there were a lot of epiphanies and numerous moments where i go 'oh yea how could i have forgotten'. pretty amusing actually. this is just random i know.

//Life is a journey
It can take you anywhere you choose to go
As long as you're learning
You'll find all you'll ever need to know
(be strong)
You'll break it
(hold on)
You'll make it
Just don't forsake it because
No one can tell you what you cant do
No one can stop you, you know that I'm talking to you//

sometimes i wonder how hard it is to just be myself.