I’m a paradox. I want to be happy, but ponder on things that make me sad. I’m lazy, yet ambitious. I don’t like myself, but I also love who I am — what I stand for. I say I don’t care, but I actually do. I’d like to socialize more, but it exhausts me to the point where I seek complete isolation. I crave attention, but reject it when it gravitates my way. I’m a conflicted contradiction; if I can’t figure myself out, there’s no way anyone else can.
If you don’t think space is the tightest shit then you’re wrong
Sass-tiel 3: Return of the Sass.
A follow-up to Sass-tiel