What am I living for? Just for the sake of it? Or for a purpose in life? I don't know. I never expected much in my life for I can never tell what might happen next or is imminent. I try not think back on what I did or what people did to me, because if I do, I might become over conscious of myself and not try things that I want but am too afraid to step out of this shell to do so. I'd normally think ahead and go through what might happen before doing or saying something. I already am so self conscious... I hope people don't expect so much from me. Not everyone knows me that well. Maybe no one. I wonder.

Labels: Heart, Randomies, Writing