so many things between the head in my sky.
i mean.. my head and the sky.
in such a weird-dilemma-scary-confusing-crisis-blind-doubtingmyself-2%excited-mode.
but i do think/know that it is dangerous when i am getting too comfortable.
i just wish that sometimes i will be okay with the way things are,
but instead i am like wanting to move constantly
it's just how i fidget in the movie theatre every 5 minutes. can't fucking sit still. but i want to just be comfortable. the second i am...bye