December 2010
7 posts
Jealousy
I wish I could just decide/realize this isn’t for me. So what’s stopping me? There’s still some ambiguity. Fuck, I know that there always will be that and the thoughts of just leaving forever lingers behind my thoughts. I guess this is what Sartre means in Nausea—anxiety of the nothing between the essence and existence. I’m so jealous of Adin. He knew from the start...