I don’t want the world to see me cuz I don’t think that they’d understand. when everything’s made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am
I was thinking about being a paramedic. that job would make me extremely happy, especially if it were for a level one trauma center like Rhode Island Hospital. I’m in the medical field just enough to be satisfied and I’m helping people. That’s all I really want. Then I see that they only make $40,000 a year and I can’t feed kids off of $40,000 a year. back to not knowing wth I want to do with my life.
I wanna go to Chili’s! I wish me and my friends weren’t broke😔
“I loved the dark gorgeousness of his mind, and the utter, quite palpable, almost hallucinatory loneliness of it.”
— on Edgar Allan Poe, “Cosmology” by Marilynne Robinson
if I have to fight for your attention I probably won’t even want it anymore