alittlebitposh

Sometimes I just get this overwhelming feeling of guilt. Not really for something I did but for something I didn't. That feeling of guilt is because of all the times I didn't talk to that one cute boy or when my mom asked if I was okay and I said I was or that time when I let myself believe what that mean boy from school said or that time I let someone's opinion affect how I lived my life or how I never appreciated being able to eat whatever when ever I wanted or how I was more worried about what my friends wanted me to do instead of what I wanted to do. I guess that overwhelming feeling of guilt was there because I am only surviving. And you can only survive for so long before you have to live