"So Here I'm sat with a drink and a empty room thinking. An empty room. That's important. Think about it. You can have an empty room. An empty bottle. But can you have an empty person. Or an empty soul or heart. The more you think the more questions arise. And depending on where your mind is depends on the questions. Questions like 'what if I died?' Are usual for me But today and tomorrow are different.
I'm thinking of questions to ask people. Specifically her. 'If you could be with anyone in the world, would you still choose to be with me?' I know my answer. 'If you could be doing anything right now, would you still be with me' a similar but different question. Now. The later the day went on the more the questions changed. 'Why do you seem happier when they're here. Do you enjoy being with them more than me' This popped in my head alot. It bugged me Cause I know I can't confirm the answer. And the more I asked It another question crept up. 'Do you even love me' and 'Do you really want to see me or are you making so many plans for a reason'. I can't tell if this is worse than my normal thinking.
I feel as though I'm so much happier than before although I find myself worrying more than anything. It's really taking a toll on myself"
"And with all of this, Do you truly believe that your happy?"
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De TodoI write about what i think about, alot i wont publish some Will show up and disappear some never will
