confessio

Sunday, December 8, 2013

ディスクロージャー。
I just wanted to be happy. All I wanted was to be content. To not dread tomorrow, or the future. But all I am is a bitter person. I romanticize sadness and loneliness don’t I? I romanticize isolation and having no friends. I’ve grown to fall in love with my sadness. Because I just won’t be happy, try as I might.
I don’t think I’ll ever not be an introverted person. And because of this, many people have faded from my life.
I honestly wished I cared enough to make an effort.
So.
Are people really that important?
Where to I find my happiness?
I feel like I’m drowning.