Warning, BAWW ahead, sorta. It's a Hex type of BAWWW though. It's a little more self reflective, and it's punctuated with periods of insight. At the end of it all though, I look back and feel like an emo kid.
It's been twitching since my free period.
Harold keeps asking me if I'm okay.
I'm starting to wonder, I'm not... really, you know, today.
I thought I was okay.
Maybe I'm wrong.
I"ve been thinking about a lot of different things lately.
Like for one thing: Philosophy. We're talking philosophical in english class. That's, you know, pretty deep shit. Making me think, about life, and reality. That stuff doesn't really bother me though, whether or not we're real. It never has. It's just interesting, not stress-making.
My eye just twitched again.
Also: sex. How can one thing be so taboo but so mainstream at the same time? Sex sells, be sexy, the porn industry. But some places in the states they're still teaching abstenince only education. It's considered inapropriate to walk around public discussing your sex life.
My life's been going non-stop for months now, and summer's just around the corner. Burnout, maybe.
I think my life just reached a point, a line if you will, where I need to just stop, step back and observe the situation so I can have a good summer. I find myself back to feelings of doubt and powerlessness. Frusrration.
I'm not okay.
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