eclipsedbyme

i’m thinking too much. my brain never stops. and i never get a break from it, you, them, stuff. i’m daydreaming too much. thinking about this, that, what is, could be. but aren’t you kinda dead if you stop all that thinking and daydreaming? it certainly would be easier tho. nothing is ever easy. why can’t your obvious path just be there, lit up, with pretty white christmas lights, beckoning you forward? why isn’t it ok to enjoy what makes you feel good and go where you feel loved? and why do we have to worry about hurting everyone along the way? are we all really that important? i wonder why i think i’m so important. or maybe i just wish i was important to someone. my head hurts today.