October 25th, 2009


Bliss ends eventually

mess: n. a state of embarrassing confusion.

Honestly, do I EVER know what I want?

I'm easily one of the most indecisive people I know. Even when my mind is made up I can't make up my mind. I won't say the words to make it true because decisions are too final to go back on. So even though deep in my heart I feel like this isn't the right place for me, I won't just come out and say, yes I am going to go to Oakland University next semester so I can live at home again and be closer to what I know and love. However, I will surely say that by now I should love it here and the fact that I don't makes me feel like I don't belong even more. I don't know what I am so afraid of because really, there's not much keeping me here. But I made up my mind before I even knew that that's what I was doing. I feel like such a mess sometimes that I don't even know which way is up. I don't even know what to say about it. There's just too much.

"You can go
You can start all over again
You can try to find a way to make another day go by
You can hide
Hold all your feelings inside
You can try to carry on when all you want to do is cry
And maybe someday
We'll figure all this out
Try to put an end to all our doubt
Try to find a way to make things better now and
Maybe someday we'll live our lives out loud
We'll be better off somehow
Someday // Rob Thomas

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