'If my heart weighs more than a feather'.
I always feel like I know exactly what to do, but for some reason, I always have the insane urge to not do that , even when doing the right thing would be easier.
I wonder what it is that makes me this way.
It's your mother. I'll elaborate but only in private.
Has anyone ever accused you of not being able to take things seriously?
Because if they did, they were absolutely incorrect.
Behind your mask of jovial jokes are beliefs and suspicions are so fucking serious you dare not talk about them because if they proved to be true, it would be absolutely calamitous, not just for yourself, but probably for all of our shared existence. You think the thoughts you keep locked away inside that head of yours should not be viewed by anyone, including yourself.
If you didn't take everything so fucking seriously, you would probably joke less.
I like to party.