Saturday, October 29, 2011

Been spending my time staring out my window and writing all my thoughts on my arms. I've spent so long talking myself out of happiness but not once into it. It's because I don't know how. I suppose I just want to be somebody else's appetite. But I don't know how to do that either.

1 comment:

  1. Perhaps you could try saying the exact opposite of whatever you've previously been saying; by the law of opposites, you should be able to talk yourself into happiness. Don't know if it would work, though.