I think about killing myself on a daily basis. I don’t know why but it just happens. It seems that’s the way my mind wonders. I can’t help it. I don’t want to die, but I just can’t stop these thoughts. I think something’s wrong with me.
I don’t want to learn in a classroom anymore. I want to travel and talk to people and learn that way. I want to learn as I go, gathering knowledge and not being rigorously tested on it. I don’t want to lose passion in the things I like because of the worry of exams. I want to fuelled by snippets of knowledge I gain from people and be inquisitive. School has stolen my passion for the things I’m interested in and I hate it for that.
when youre at a concert does it suddenly hit you at random moments that the band are real people and not just pictures on the internet
how am i gonna become an adult i dont even know how to make a signature
