I kind of feel like I haven't really done anything exciting or thrilling. I don't have a lot of stories about myself, whenever I share stories its always about other people. I haven't really experienced anything. I want wild crazy memories.
sometimes I just wish my life was a little more like a movie because anything is possible in the movies and things always end up working out for the protagonist. I want an epic love story as cringe and cheesy as that sounds and friendships with people who aren't afraid to talk about everything and anything without small talk and I want to randomly meet strangers who change my entire life and we end up being friends. I want to be the type of person to meet friends in a coffee house without having to worry about timetables or how im going to look. I want to be the type of person who has their own unique style and isn't afraid of stepping out of their comfort zone. I want my epic love story to be so epic that it puts Romeo and Juliet to shame, I want my future partner to meet me in a cute little bookstore finding out we have the same book.
everything nowadays is so repetitive and boring. people are so hooked up on social media that they don't look up from their phones or that they genuinely believe that sending a thirsty text is an appropriate way of flirting. I want the old days back where it was all or nothing. Where showing interest and putting in effort wasn't looked at as weird or lame, because honestly what the fuck is wrong with people now. what's so wrong with someone showing you that they're interested in you. why do people have to be so cold towards others and show interest by showing no interest? did I wake up in a paradoxical world where everyone's sucked into the matrix?
I wish my life was a Hollywood movie waiting to happen but alas that doesn't seem to be the case because people rarely have an epic love story or adventures. no, in reality a normal typical life would be waking up to go to work, socialise a bit then go home. on repeat for a good couple years until were too old to work and then we die. I cant be stuck on the conveyor belt that's the one thing I refuse to happen to me.
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RandomRead the title dimwit. I'm just gonna be chattin bout anything I wanna get off my chest. A lot of depressing shit so don't read if you're a lil bitch and tryna avoid them "vibes".