i hate seeing people my age who’ve got their life together already like what the fuck
(via putyour-back-intoit)
I will always sit here and continue to believe that everything i have ever wanted is out there somewhere. But just like myself, maybe they don’t believe that they are worth finding. But is my only chance to find my true self, in them?
I sat for what felt like an eternity witnessing a young boy play the guitar like it was his one and only dying wish. Something magical possesed this boy and he played and played and i surrendered to every strum. I saw this boy pour his heart into every word uttered and every chord struck. He was happy to be. I want that to be me. I want to feel real. I want to feel like i have a purpose. What can i do to feel that feel?
