I’m slowly slipping into a bubble of insecurity and lack of comfort in my own skin. I’m fine with who I am, a rare occurrence, but my looks, my body is a different story. I wish I could hide myself away from the world until I’m comfortable enough to reveal myself. Until I’ve fixed myself. But life doesn’t work that way and the world doesn’t have a pause button that you can press to your heart’s content.
two headlights shine through the sleepless night
21. Sydney, Australia.
I watch too much tv and lack any form of a life. hey.