Its hard trying to decipher what it is your meant to do in life. I suppose it bring it all down to whether we think that we all have the belief that there is fate or not? i odnt know whether i think that fate is real of not. i don't know if i can bring my self to believethat the person who im meant to be with is already known and is 'Written' if you like.
Worst fear? Life in death.
Im scared that my life isn't going to amount to anything dramatic. That im just going to be someone in a thousand years time that didn't make a difference. A tombstone next to another tomb stone. I suppose he idea that you halp shape someones life for the better is a nice thought. That the action has then gone on to influence someone sells that will go on to change the world.
Death because i don't know whats out there. my theory is that if im the second fromlast person to die i wont be left alone and i will have everyone else waiting for me when i get to the place thats beyond life, but what if the person who i really want to be waiting for me isn't there? what am i meant to do. I 18 and i feel like if accomplished so much and don'e so much but the one thing i want to share with everyone i cant.
I hate it. Its something that no one other than the two people involved can know.its ripping me apart. its like an elongated part of my life that i wanted to be over has started again. a punishment of some sort.
Im confused and scared of something and i don't have a clue what. Im sitting her writing a blog that not a single person follows because i cant find another way of saying anything else.
crying isn't gonna help but some times you have just to.
i don't even care about my spelling
Worst fear? Life in death.
Im scared that my life isn't going to amount to anything dramatic. That im just going to be someone in a thousand years time that didn't make a difference. A tombstone next to another tomb stone. I suppose he idea that you halp shape someones life for the better is a nice thought. That the action has then gone on to influence someone sells that will go on to change the world.
Death because i don't know whats out there. my theory is that if im the second fromlast person to die i wont be left alone and i will have everyone else waiting for me when i get to the place thats beyond life, but what if the person who i really want to be waiting for me isn't there? what am i meant to do. I 18 and i feel like if accomplished so much and don'e so much but the one thing i want to share with everyone i cant.
I hate it. Its something that no one other than the two people involved can know.its ripping me apart. its like an elongated part of my life that i wanted to be over has started again. a punishment of some sort.
Im confused and scared of something and i don't have a clue what. Im sitting her writing a blog that not a single person follows because i cant find another way of saying anything else.
crying isn't gonna help but some times you have just to.
i don't even care about my spelling
