day dreamin

“Dear diary, I am getting bad again.”

And it isn't that I'm so unhappy I don't want to live anymore. That's not what it feels like. It feels more like I'm tired and bored and the party's gone on too long and I want to go home. I feel flat and there doesn't seem to be anything to look forward to, so I'd rather call it a day.

"What do you mean, you don't feel real? Try and put it a different way for me," ... But there is no word to describe the feeling of disappearing and being there at the same time."

“How’s your life going right now? Did you accomplish already what you wanted to accomplish or are you still wandering around, still figuring out who you are? Still running after your dream or already gave up the fight? And what I’m most curious about: Are you happy?”

“I wish I wasn’t such a dreamer. I’ve ruined this life for myself.”

“We cling to those who remind us most of our favorite songs.”