I feel like curling into a ball, and dying. Not die as in to die physically, and the whole prospect of eternity just scares me too much. I just need a break, from life, from people, a physical break.


At some point in my life, I would like to travel alone. How wonderful that would be, to book a flight to anywhere that leaves on the same day. I wouldn't need much, I wouldn't need company. Being alone in a new city, is pretty exciting. No one would know who I am and I could pretend to be anyone I like, pretend to be anyone else but myself.

"How can you love someone else if you don't even love yourself".

I guess we just do, and dilute the meaning of I love you(s).