Sometimes, you really just wonder, whats the significance of my existance.
And sometimes, i just want to escape somewhere. Sit down, and think things through. Go somewhere where i feel minute and insignificant, so every other stressful matters in my life would deemed as only pebbles beneath my very foot. Or sometimes, i just want to climb a hill, get to the top and scream my lungs out. All those supressed feelings and all those words that can never be voiced out could all channel somewhere.
We all could use an outlet sometimes, really. Only thing is - when you're actually there, you might end up doing absolutely nothing. Im saying all these because im putting my feeling into this, and i really felt like using an outlet earlier, but come to think about it, i may end up pretending at the end. We're just so used to masking our innermost self sometimes. The weak fragile part.
Whenever we got hurt, we just kept thinking "Wounds would only be healed after bleeding enough. So are feelings and we just need some time". It becomes a habit...
...It already is. I dont know, this is all i could and wanted to say.
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