It doesn't make sense to be that far away from home.
It doesn't make l sense that, that far away from home, you still find those American brands selling plastic made in china and so much stuff you don't actually need.
It doesn't make sense to leave for more than a month around Indonesia with your parents, and to come back with a new skin and a new mind. (tf for real.)
It doesn't make sense that i could be separated from a girl that if she were glued to me i wouldn't mind.
It doesn't make sense to go back to school now, but i will, cause i love it, and because essentially i want to learn and grow as a person, i want to have a degree and help the world out. I want to make money so that i can do that again.
It doesn't make sense to build a city for dumb tourists like me, destroying nature's work to make malls and American surf shops.
It doesn't make sense that i haven't played the guitar in 5 weeks :/
It doesn't make sense that im almost, ALMOST not quite huh, almost sad to come back. It will feel good, but now i have film unrolling in my mind permanently, showing me images of my true happiness.
YOU ARE READING
in my 18yr old mind
Spirituala key to my soul hi there !! I basically like to write small pieces of text in english as I live my chaotic and teenage life. Read it, don't, I couldn't care less 🫶🏻
