The reason I created this was because I had a rant and it left my mind… I hate that.. gimme a sec

Ah yes, choice
Who the hell knows how to make a choice? I can barely decide what to wear to school and. I have a uniform.

Everyone thinks I have m life planned out and the truth is I have no effin clue if it’s what I wanna do! Villa.Princeton.HarvardLaw. That’s all schools, what about after that? I don’t know what to do with my life, do I even wanna be a lawyer?

^^thats what I’ve been told I wanna be. What if I wanna be a princess, an astronaut, or anything else? Did anyone ASK me? No. And I wasn’t the little girl who wanted a castle, I wanted a cute for cancer, until I was told I’d be good at law.

And the final thing: when you go for your guidance appointment, they ask ‘what do you like to do in your spare time’ me: idkkkk, all I do is try to make people happy
I then spent the rest of the day trying to think of what makes me happy, and I decided- people being pleased or agreeing or happy with me makes me happy. They approve of me… So who the hell makes choices? Cause in my life it’s everyone but me