there's an odd fine line between opportunistic ideas and those that are forced upon us.
the ones that are spontaneous are often seen as reckless and badly made decisions because of our youth.
but when ideas are pushed and shoved on us we don't want any part of it.
i feel coerced and uncomfortable in these situations and i just want to grow wings, fly away and cry.
i want to be able to think my thoughts and not have yours put into my brain.
let me be me.
