uncertain

why was i even that miserable last year?

i think i know

my father,
my loss of all meaning and solidity,
my education
the world

i feel like i want it again

but i don’t know why
am i falling back into that conception of the world as being something greater when felt in deep misery?
i don’t really know.

i think i’ve just circled back to the point of wanting something greater for myself
but not knowing how or where to get or find that something
It’s hard

HA. that’s life.

♪: Osca

 
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