Indecisive.

I don’t know what I want anymore. Too many things go on all at once for me to ever feel okay or even comfortable. It’s not only exhausting for you to hear what I want for myself, but for me as well. I hate it, but I don’t know how else to feel. I don’t know what else to think. The world is so heavy and so are all of the things that go on in it. Especially for me. I’ve dealt with so much fucking shit in my life that giving up is something I have yet to do...so what if that’s my answer.