I think about dying but I don't want to die, not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic, theres so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I'm wasting every second, even now I'm writing this when I should be out there, I should be living. I'm still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can't quite figure out what the hell i'm doing or how to get out."
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Inspirational: 365 Days A Year. ♥
AcakExpirer, c'est mourir. L'inspiration, c'est la vie. La vraie vie. C'est le souffle en profondeur, à l'intérieur de l'être. Comme si le Vent, dont nul ne sait d'où il vient ni où il va, inhalé par l'être, lui insufflait l'essence des choses, la subti...
