EUMOIROUS

random-people:

She is at war with herself about all the conflicting things she wants. She wants chaos and control. She wants adventure and safety. She wants to live in a city, have a busy life, lots of friends, a demanding career. She wants to live in the woods, write and be all alone. She wants to know everything and know nothing. She wants to fit in and be different, be the odd one out. She wants to be innovating, make her own path. She wants to be normal, conventional. She wants to be a responsible adult. She wants to stay a child forever, to have no worries and no stress. She wants to be happily married, she wants to be single, she wants to have hundreds of lovers. She wants to be respected, looked up to, admired. She wants to be a rebel, a broke artist, a trouble maker. She wants a regular life, she wants to change the world. She wants everything, but she wants nothing. Every day is a new battle. What to do? What to want? What to choose? Do you have to choose, stranger?