The lack of it is drivning me insane. I feel like a kermit and I honestly can't comprehend why. It's as if i was a lake, and while stones skim the surface, no person has truelly imersed themselves in me. Is it my fault? Or is it everyone elses? The cure? Dark punk styled makeup, a carmel frappicino, a warm sweatshirt with the head pulled over, loud music, and taking my mind off of things with the blog.
Things are getting a lot better, I won't deny that at all, but it feels difficult to take in victory. I pull in and out of happy and sad, and it all sort of swirls around me choosing when to attack me. So I wait patiently, and put up with myself because what else is a girl to do?
Frappicinos and hugs from my room to yours.
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