Ariana, 19, The Great State of Texas. Peer into my soul, you'd be surprised what you might find. My ramblings, words that touch my soul, rad pictures, and poetry I devoured.
You tell yourself that other people have it worse. You’ve got a job, a roof over your head, food to eat, and people who love you. The better part of the population doesn’t have half these things. Your problems therefore should be insignificant, but what if your lonely. What if you are bitterly, utterly, and completely alone. That’s not such a small problem is it?
I talk and talk all day, sometimes to strangers, sometimes acquaintances, even family and friends. Yet, I’m never really saying anything. I don’t believe anyone ever really hears me, or they don’t want to. And maybe I don’t hear them, but I sure do listen.
And this is my greatest fear, that I will never be understood or able to understand.
And this is my deepest desire that I will one day, completely understand another human being, and that another human being will completely understand me.
But when’s someday?