I hate my lack of passion. It's so much that I care about but I just refuse to say anything,
It's like I can hear a voice inside that wants to say something but I keep it quiet out of fear of leting people know who I truly am. I think I have to start saying somthing before my voice becomes to weak to hear.
It's like I can hear a voice inside that wants to say something but I keep it quiet out of fear of leting people know who I truly am. I think I have to start saying somthing before my voice becomes to weak to hear.
trixel:
Maybe you just need to be places where it feels natural to let it out?


trixel:
you're right about those summer breezes. I'm literally letting them flow through my apartment as I type this.


