I feel like... well, right now I'm watching a movie, and at the same time I was thinking about journals. How the heck are they like words of art? I'm 26 now, and even though I wish I was younger physically, mentally I wish I was older.
... I lack substance, and I know I can't do.. a lot of things. I'm an all around useless person.
I wish I could do more then daydream, since I feel like I've been daydreaming my life away till now, and even when I decide to dive into the reality out there, I feel that the world isn't ...
I guess it isn't fair.
I don't even know how to help myself, and every time I read my own shit it's all crap.. and self p