Teenage is not just. Its not weighted. Its rock bottom. Emotionally.And we grow from there.
Teenage is not just. Its not weighted. Its rock bottom. Emotionally. And we grow from there.
I don't really remember being able to think before I turned eighteen. Being able to absorb the actions and let their consequences flow in my blood, plague my body. I want the present to remain longer. Not linger in memories of what ifs. Memories are becoming opinions now. My ego is getting dethroned by experience. It's just the start of the war within me.
I try to drink as much water as I can. So my body can stay hydrated. So my cells stay afloat. So my existence can be solidified. It's funny. Water, a liquid, acting to keep my body together. My body being solid. My memories existing as just synaptic ends that get excited through the ions that flow through them. I drink water so I can keep the good memories. On sad day, i just stay in bed for hours with the fan on. The water evaporates to keep my body cool, focusing on that instead of letting me live in the hurt. I like this.
I want to love more. I want to live more. Huh. Its too much want.
Because I feel like I gave away too much of my life to ignorance. I don't want that anymore.
I want to hold hands that I don't want to regret holding.
I want what's mine to stay mine, and not lose it to the evaporation of ions through the pores in my body. I don't want time to leak out, slowly, or fast, and leave my body untouched.
I don't want to miss my parents. I just want them. That's all...