Don't know where to go

I should be writing. Its the only thing to do with these moods. Its not depressed. I'm melodramatic. Its not even a tragic mood, well not to be.
I want to see passion. I feel like I don't own any, I'm too lazy too. I feel like I suffocate without it, unfulfilled, so unfulfilled.
I shouldn't show these moods off.
It comes and goes so sudden, here it is, there it was.
On.
Off.
I don't know how to express myself anymore. I'm excited for a change of scenery.
My heart is set on Bloomsburg, if I don't get in I don't know what I'll do. Be upset mostly I guess. I'm freakkingggg outtt. Thats an overstatement.
I'm coming to feel how ideas really are not something to stand upon so firmly. I jump ship a lot in hopes for something better.
Hope the driving force?
Label label. Confine. Life.
I want to commune with other people.

I dream and dream and commit to living in my ideals but not experiencing them. disillusionment again. Its just my cycle. Round and Round. I'm self destructive when alone but I crave it.

Why why why?

Oh but what was I expecting from this place?

i shouldn't feed this thoughts. I don't know what to do with them, I don't know where to go.