The random thoughts:
I bought a book , three days ago, to do something.
But now, when I open it to write, I'm blank. I don't know what to write....
Should I write the random thoughts I get into lines? Or Should I write about every little shitty thing that happens to me every day?
Maybe I'll never be able to decide because I've always been like this. When I get choices to decide something, I can't. If I choose wrong, I may regret it later and this is my worst fear.... So, maybe I guess the fault's mine....
I tend to choose everything wrong. From course, University, clothes, things to people. I always choose wrong. I'm good at judging people but my only flaw is that I tend to trust them easily. I think everyone's just same as me and I trust them. But the people I choose always prove me wrong about this.
~The so called effect of wrong choices.....
Noone cares... Like they talk to me when I'm around and when I'm not it doesn't affect anyone. Nothing changes.... I feel like I'm attached and also deattached at the same time.
Should I be happy or sad?
~I guess both. Fuck, can't even choose this....!
YOU ARE READING
I'm fine!! Am I?
CasualeDepicts thoughts and the way a person who's on the verge of living(not dying) behaves and how they look at the world from their perspective
