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     God, I want to run away, to a warm place along the seaside where I can spend the whole day reading all those books I've always wanted to read, spend my evenings by the sea, dance alone in the kitchen cooking myself a meal(who am I kidding? I suck at cooking, god save me). I want to learn surfing and sailing while I'm at it(I genuinely want to tho). Go on long drives by the seaside blasting Kashmir by Led Zeppelin and watch the sunset setting on a cliff. Breathe like it's my last breath(ew, who says that?) and live a life I've always wanted to. Not have a care in the world(Talking like I'm the most responsible person in the world, haha. nice.) Wouldn't it be nice? (who is going to pay for it? dumbass.)   At the same time, I want to live a busy life in a busy city. Amidst the crowd, searching for that one thing that'll make my life a whole. Be the boss bitch I've always wanted to be(CRINGE but true). Meet my only 2 friends every weekend and listen to ...

   It's December 8th 2021, I had this overwhelming urge to journal my thoughts cause my mind was wandering and I wanted to clear my head. As I sat down to write I realised that I can't write cause I've never done that, I mean I do scribble things in my journal but that's not counted, is it? Anyways, I decided to start a blog page to write about whatever goes on in this chaotic head of mine(which sounds like a bad idea) Also, let's be honest no one is going to read this and even if someone miraculously finds  it  (that is if I get some courage to put it on my IG bio) and someone reads it, I don't really care( obviously I do ). Great, now that I am writing my mind is blank.    I am constantly thinking and overthinking things. Like the other day, I saw a cobbler on the streets trying to meet ends and I couldn't stop thinking about it. I kept thinking about him to the point where I imagined myself on the streets, trying to meet ends cause my grades suck and I a...