Have you seen this before?
It's the 'philosophical' problem associated with all teenagers and young adults.
It's true when they say, you can only pick two; all three aspects held simultaneously is simply unattainable. The problem with my life is that I can't even pick two, the only thing I'm holding onto right now is a pillow and a graph of my marvelous sleep schedule. Fuck my life, is clearly an understatement.
By the way, my name is Karena. I probably should have introduced myself first. Nobody's reading this anyways, but everything is made of stardust, and I will continue to live my life believing that little particles of dust love me.
Starting today (but probably tomorrow) I'll make a plan. Set guidelines on how to make my life happier.
And dedicate this blog to something because so far it's a snore fest.
