does it ever feel like no matter how hard, how often or how frequent you push, push, push, push, PUSH, you can never seem to get ANYWHERE?
square one. 1st base. the fucking beginning.
my castle isn’t made of cement, it’s SAND.
sometimes it feels like everyone is moving faster than you’ll ever be, speeding by you as you slightly contemplate whether or not you should or not.
like your legs are stone while the rubber bands bounce around you like broken snakes, achieving ‘something’.
sometimes it feels like i’m meant to stay in the same place. doing the same thing. for the rest of my life.