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I'm tired
Of what you ask?
Tired of not knowing what I want, what I want with my life
Tired of the uncertainty
Every time someone asks where do you see yourself in 5 years, or
Every time someone asks what's your dream job.
To tell you the truth,
Every time, I want to kill that someone but then I realise that jail is the last place I want to be.
Well that, I know. For sure.
Is it that bad? I mean, to not know, to be this unsure?
To be clueless?
The idea of knowing is a heaping pile of socially crafted bullshit.
Bullshit being imposed on us since childhood and I think it's binding us.
So in the words of Phoebe, I don't even have a pla...