Solace
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Hello, i'm Solace. I'm 17, though sometimes I feel like I was older once, (and sometimes I think i'm delusional lol.) I have always felt like I don't belong 'here', and sometimes the world overwhelms me.
I have a lovely family, but we don't understand each other. I do ok in school, i'm going to college right now. The community college isn't a good place to make friends though.
I am longing for something more, something exciting. I suppose i read too many adventurous books, but nothing makes me more frustrated than the monotony of life, seeing the same faces every day, doing the same things...
I write because I must; putting words together is how I see the world. I think too much about things and the world goes weird, like when you say a word so many times it loses it's meaning.
I'm lonely. I feel like i am missing someone but don't know who. I have one friend who stuck with me though my breakdown 2 years ago, but she's quite busy and I feel odd around her sometimes but it could be the paranoia, and the shame at the depths of lows she saw me at.
I wish I had more friends, and am looking for that one best friend that you just need to be with, but not in a romantic way.
In short: For me life is too much, and yet it is not enough.
I have a lovely family, but we don't understand each other. I do ok in school, i'm going to college right now. The community college isn't a good place to make friends though.
I am longing for something more, something exciting. I suppose i read too many adventurous books, but nothing makes me more frustrated than the monotony of life, seeing the same faces every day, doing the same things...
I write because I must; putting words together is how I see the world. I think too much about things and the world goes weird, like when you say a word so many times it loses it's meaning.
I'm lonely. I feel like i am missing someone but don't know who. I have one friend who stuck with me though my breakdown 2 years ago, but she's quite busy and I feel odd around her sometimes but it could be the paranoia, and the shame at the depths of lows she saw me at.
I wish I had more friends, and am looking for that one best friend that you just need to be with, but not in a romantic way.
In short: For me life is too much, and yet it is not enough.