Da Futura
How do you know you own your life? How do you know you're in the right path? How do you know what you love, what you want to do, what you like? Am I happy? Will I be happy if I receive everything I've wished for? What do I wish for?
I used to be so chill. Used to truly believe I'd have it all. Everything'd work out. I'd figure it out. I still believe I will. That's why I find whining like this so futile. Like I'm ashamed. Of even thinking of suffering. I've always risen through it all. Always came out. Always had an answer. Yet I make myself weak. Yet I suffer, I repeat, I share, I expect comforting words? What do I expect? What am I looking for? The universe is in my favor. It has always been.
Tropical. Tan. Beach. Mountains. Waterfalls. Hills. Hawaii. Nude sunbathing. Weed. Rain. Hike. Sea. Pasta. Gelato. Coffee. Italy. Shibuya.