My Alaska

“What you must understand about me is that I’m a deeply unhappy person.”

It’s taken from a book by John Green, “Looking for Alaska”. I haven’t read the book yet but seeing this unassuming but powerful sentence in Tumblr made me want to buy this book ASAP.

I don’t know what it is it about me and unhappiness. I feel like I was born unhappy. Not wanting to sound too melodramatic, okay? But I really think there is this deep, gaping blackhole inside me that sucks the happiness out of me. I can’t sleep at night because of this–because it hits me like a bullet–sadness or misery, that is. It keeps me up at night, driving my tear ducts on overdrive.

Here comes the ubiquitous “sigh”.

Maybe it stems from an incident in my childhood? No, I’d like to lock that scene away and keep it in my closet forever.

Maybe it stems from my failure to make the lives of the  people I love, well, better? Gaaaah. I don’t know.

Or maybe because nobody listens anymore. About the things I’m passionate about, my silly dreams and endless frustrations. I wish everyone could read between the lines, no?

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  • Ana

    Aww 🙁 I feel like i know how you feel. Miss you

    • I miss you too Ana! 🙂