I sometimes feel like I relate to a lot of things while also relating to nothing at all. I feel like there's two of me and it makes for a wild ride.
I once believed being called a mystery or an enigma was a compliment.
It's what I went for as if I've actually been trying to be this complex and borderline annoying.
If I was simple, would life be more simple? I guess so. but the grass is always greener, right?
I like it when people tell me that I'm good with words. because I give myself anxiety trying to choose my words carefully.
despite everything, I feel like a whirlwind of foolery. but that's likely just me running away from vulnerability. I'm happy to get my emotions out, but I like to hide them from strangers.
two of me – Stories by Noelle
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at war with myself