The scariest part of adulting comes from this exact phase—to not know what to do next or what to be in the future. I don't want to lose track of the things that I want to have or do or feel. I don't want to feel nothing. For once, I want to be certain about what my future self would be.
I don't wanna be so unsure and yet the fact that the future holds nothing but uncertainty blocks my vision of hope—reminding me that nothing's for sure and that nothing is certain.
I don't want to reach the void of the very bottom and still have this impulsive personality. I want to keep a constant view, a constant liking. But how do I do that? Knowing that I was never sure about anything before.
—Lost in the voidness words by Angelica Espinas
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