I think a lot. I don't think that there is a moment in the day that I do not think. That's probably because I simply have no choice but to think. I need to process everything that I see, hear, smell or feel. That is just something my brain atomatically does.
I think a lot about the future. About how the people are going to be even crazier and more hatefull. And how people are going to kill each other and fight. Also about how the world will stop turning. I don't think that I will ever experience that but you never know.
To be honest when I think about the future my thoughts are everything but positive. Maybe it's because the presence is not so nice either.
Then we have the past. I sometimes think about the past too. When I am sitting on my bike and see things that remind me of a while ago. Those thoughts are also a lot negative, but definitely some positive as well. Like meeting my best friend or falling in love for the first time.
Presence. Also a thing I can and do think about. There is not much going on in the presence. My thoughts about the presence are kind of boring as well. Just homework, some birthdays and my shitty feelings.
I focus on the almost constant pain that in feeling. And thinking about where it comes from and how to make it stop.
Here is also not much room for positivity but I keep it fun by watching tiktok and hanging out with my friends.
The thoughts in my head are usually just things to say. Just thinking how I am going to react on the things happening around me. From the small questions from my grandparents to my mom asking me about my mental health.
I try to think of ways how to make people laugh. Because that is kind of my coping meganism (apart from writing this stupid shit). So I try to think of jokes.
My thoughts are simply going everywere. Future, past, presence.
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A/N I will not take credit for the titel of this story. It was the caption of a tiktok I saw.
I wrote this a while ago.. Hope you enjoyed.
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