Noella Lizette

i wander to the deepest darkest thought a human could possibly think of. i don’t know if humans are required to be sad but humans are allowed to feel what they wanted to feel. sometimes it get so dark, grey sky, heavy rain and it felt like the sun will never rise up. and some people would tell me it won’t last, the storm eventually goes away but does it really? what about the leftovers of the hurricane? the trauma it leaves, the scar. you can never remove anything. things that has been done can never be undone. things once said can never be unsaid. idk. sometimes i think what is really a purpose of a human being. to feel? to love? to be happy? to be sad? idk. but isn’t it too shallow, to give anything a meaning? do we really have to live with all this expectations? i say. FUCK OFF. I WANNA LIVE MY LIFE THE WAY HOW I WANTED IT TO. FUCK YES! screw every bullshit expectation, every judgments. yes screw it. I FUCKING WANNA FEEL EVERYTHING. ALL MY FUCKS ARE NON OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS. I AM DONE WITH ALL THE TIRED SHIT. judge me? go ahead. no one really knows me well. not even my family. even my mom doesn’t know my favorite food or my favorite book. so i say screw the open book system because you see i tried. i tried and it ended up hurting this little piece of shit called my heart. so i wanna fucking live in this dying society.