Maybe in the end we are all bits of nothing, just pieces of nothing that walk around that look like something but really just nothing.
I think somethings are never meant to be changed. I really do believe that maybe somethings are meant to stay the same but everyones lives get so fucked up nothing ever stays the same. But people need something that stays there forever and something they can go to no matter what. Change can be so good and it can help but it can also be painful and hard to deal with. I don’t really understand it and I don’t think I ever will. I’ve personally always hated change, but i’ve come to realize that, thats just because I would be lucky for things to be stable for a week. I’ve come to realize that things wont change for me until I change for myself, and within this journey of me trying to find myself I think I’ve become more lost than I was before. Kind of realizing that no matter how many “friends” you might have it really doesn’t matter if at the end of the day you still feel alone. What kind of friends are they really if you do go home and feel alone? Then I get stuck between I don’t know if it’s because they don’t care or because I literally try to push every single person away from me. No matter how hard they try to come back I just watch him fail and fail again. I just need peace.