Obligated.

I feel the need to update since it's been over a week, but I really don't have anything to say. I really liked when I did that thing a while ago, so I shall do it again...it seems to be the easiest way for me to share my thoughts when I don't know what else to talk about...

I'm discontented.
I don't know why.
Something is going on.
But I don't even know if it even concerns me.
I bet if I could figure it out, I'd know if it was something I needed to worry about.
Life is confusing sometimes.
But why do I always need to have it all figured out?
It's pretty obvious that I'll never get it all.
So why do I keep trying to make sense of the world?
Like trying to figure out why some love and others don't?
Why some....well love is the only think I can think of.
I think people want to be in something bigger than themselves.
Love does that.
Not just boy love...don't get me confused with "that girl"
Just love.
It's bigger than us.
He's bigger than us.